Ye Cheng looked at the prompt and had the urge to scream loudly. Only then did he realize what luck was. If he hadn't been to Jiazhou and recorded the figures of those Arhats at that time, he would probably have lost his life today at most.
Worry, where can such good things come from?
"Player Watcher understands the secret of Buddhism "Arahant Technique""
"Arhat Technique": a unique Buddhist skill, with the eighteen innate Arhat skills.
Looking at my attribute board, I can see that the previous "Yanyang Mind Technique" has disappeared and been replaced by this "Arahant Skill". From the feeling just now, I must have broken through the advanced elementary level. I must be like who these Arhats are.
Designed by a virtuous and eminent monk, I will definitely visit it in the future, which can be regarded as a blessing to me.
"The player, the Watcher, trespassed into the forbidden area of Faquan Temple. All the masters from the Discipline Academy came out. He was captured and taken back to the Discipline Academy. The "Arahant Technique" was taken away. The original level of the body was reduced by three levels and the time limit is three hours!"
Ye Cheng, who had just sighed, was immediately dumbfounded by the system's prompts. He quickly ran down the mountain and escaped before he was surrounded, otherwise he would be in a place full of monks.
I can't even run.
"Who is this kid? You dare to break into the forbidden area of our Faquan Temple, and you won't be arrested without restraint!"
Suddenly, a voice exploded in Ye Cheng's ears. His blood boiled in his heart, and he was horrified. His skills were improving now. Who could have such deep internal power? Just a voice that came from him made him
I couldn't bear it anymore, thinking to myself that this time I really made a big mistake and provoked someone I shouldn't provoke.
My first thought was to run away. If I didn't run away, I wouldn't know how I would die if I were caught up. As soon as I rushed back within five feet, I heard a sound of breaking through the air behind me. I didn't dare to look back.
, he was rolling along the ground, and he felt a burning sensation on his back. It didn’t take much thinking to know that it was hurt by the opponent’s energy.
After rolling a few times, he kicked off his feet and threw himself towards the cliff more than ten feet away. The only way to survive was to jump from here. Regardless of whether he would be thrown to death, at least there was still a chance, but this ten
The distance of many feet has become an insurmountable chasm.
The person chasing behind him said "Hey", obviously he didn't expect his opponent to escape from his grasp. He didn't hesitate at that moment. He looked at Ye Cheng who had already jumped out, flicked his fingertips, and sent out a sharp finger wind.
He shot out, with a harsh and rapid sound, and stood up randomly, looking at the destroyed statues around him, with a sharp look in his eyes.
Ye Cheng, who was running hard at his feet, was really using up all his strength. He hated what happened to his legs. He saw that he could jump down when he was only three feet away. Suddenly, there was a sharp breath whistling from behind, which made his heart skip a beat.
There was a contraction, and the feeling of being hit by the sword energy reappeared again, but this time the feeling was twice as fast, and it touched my body almost instantly.
The Shenshu point on the back is very cold. It is one of the thirty-six fatal points on the body. If it is hit, it may collapse to the ground immediately. Even if you go to the medical center for treatment, it will definitely cost you tens of thousands of taels.
Uncertain, I cursed secretly in my heart, why the hell is this a monk? He is more ruthless than anyone else.
Hateful, he twisted his waist slightly in an instant, barely avoiding the acupuncture point, but the energy rushing into the body still caused huge damage. This was no longer a master at his level. His eyes were angry and blood-red, and he had just gathered.
The inner force that arose was pierced in an instant. The inner force was like a sharp sword. The most terrifying thing was that it actually swam inside the body and tore apart all the meridians along the way.
Ye Cheng, who had no resistance, spat out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and rolled several meters away. His unprotected face was scratched several times by stones on the ground.
After taking a breath, I felt a little smoother, but the condition of my body was very bad, and many meridians were severely damaged. Now even a player who has just stepped into the first-class realm is enough to choke him.
"Hmph, you dare to come to my Faquan Temple to act wild and destroy the treasures of my temple with this little strength. Follow me to the Discipline Hall, repent for five years, and let you go free!" The person behind him said lightly, obviously concerned about the destruction of Yecheng.
Those Arhat sculptures were extremely annoying.
Ye Cheng, who was lying on the ground, thought to himself, I was not the only one who caused the damage. He put the responsibility on his head, endured the injury, mobilized all the remaining internal strength in his body, grabbed it with both hands, and pressed hard with his toes.
He shot out as soon as he hit the ground and reached the edge of the cliff in an instant. He kicked out and looked at the deep pool at his feet. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least his life was not in danger now.
"Donor, are you in such a hurry to leave? Then I will give you a ride so that you can see my Buddha as soon as possible!"
This soft sentence made Ye Cheng petrified instantly. He turned his head and finally saw the speaker behind him. He was wearing a brown loose monk robe. He had a slender figure, a high and straight nose, and bright and deep eyes, as if full of energy.
He has average intelligence. If it weren't for the wisp of beard on his chin, he would probably be as smart as a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.
The old monk, who was originally a kind-hearted man, was now the king of hell in his eyes. The old monk sneered and pointed at Ye Cheng, who was already in the air. He seemed to have no strength, but he was so elegant and free from the dust.
Even Ye Cheng himself seemed to be attracted by that finger, staring blankly at this mysterious and mysterious movement, with an indescribable Zen intention.
Suddenly, Ye Cheng thought of his Celestial Silkworm Hand, and hurriedly put on his gloves, crossing his arms to block his chest. The moment his body felt hit, the Golden Bell ** also started to operate, and an illusion appeared in front of him.
With a layer of light golden gas mask, now I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and I can't let go of another chance to save my life.
The next moment, that mysterious and mysterious finger finally came. Just when Ye Cheng was surprised that he didn't feel anything at all, there was a sudden pain in his arms, and then his arms and chest went numb. He really didn't feel anything at all.
This feeling quickly spread throughout the body, and finally only the faint sound of the heartbeat could be felt.
"Plop"
Falling directly into a deep pool tens of feet high, Ye Cheng, unable to move, sank straight down. Fortunately, he could hold his breath for a long time, so he didn't choke on a few mouthfuls of water. He felt himself sinking all the way, looking at the swaying water surface.
A delusion that made people go crazy pervaded his mind. Just when Ye Cheng was suppressed to death, the ice soul once again exerted its effect. A cold current traveled around the body like lightning, making people heartbroken in the next second.
The pain of a split lung hit his heart, and despite Ye Cheng's perseverance, his face twisted in pain.
When the pain returned, the first thing I knew was that 80% of the meridians throughout my body were basically destroyed. Every acupuncture point seemed to have a sharp thorn. The energy that had just been condensed was immediately shattered. I endured the feeling of being torn apart.
He stepped hard with his legs and slowly floated upwards.
"Wow"
He poked his head out from the water and saw many monks running towards him on the top of the mountain in the distance. After a lot of effort, he moved to the shore and took out the horse tag immediately. Fortunately, Shadow
The hooves were not ordinary horses. They picked him up with their mouths and flung him onto the back. When the monks were still dozens of feet away, they stepped lightly with four hooves and started running like a whirlwind.
"Uncle Shichen, the man who trespassed on the forbidden area has escaped!"
A young monk and nun ran into a large hall and said to several monks who were standing quietly next to a Buddha statue.
A monk turned his head. If Ye Cheng recognized him here, it was the old monk who had just pointed his finger at him and killed him half of his life.
Shi Chen clasped his hands together and preached: "Amitabha, I am merciful. That kid was hit by my finger just now. Even if his life is not in danger, he will no longer be able to practice in the future."
An old monk stood quietly with his head lowered and snorted coldly: "Trespassing into the forbidden area of our temple and actually destroying the dharma image of Holy Monk Julama is simply an unforgivable crime. He should be thrown into the ascetic cliff and suffer for ten years.
Only by practicing asceticism can he atone for his sins!"
"Senior Brother Shi Ming, I am merciful. That young man suffered a blow from Junior Brother Shi Chen and has already fallen into hell. Moreover, the disciples below have also gone to arrest this person. Don't blame him!
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"Senior Brother Shi Hui, please stop saying a word! My abbot-in-law is still in seclusion right now, so don't cause trouble! Xuen, take someone to close the mountain gate, and wait until the head brother comes out of seclusion before making a decision!"
A young monk quietly retreated, and then Shi Chen on the side said: "This time, under the pretext of coming to preach the Dharma, the Panchen Lama Lobsang Tenzhu provoked trouble first. If the abbot hadn't narrowly escaped, our Faquan Temple would have been destroyed."
I’ll probably lose all my face, so I’ll just concentrate on studying the classics!”
Shi Ming snorted coldly and walked out of the hall angrily. Shi Hui shook his head and left the hall with another monk.
Shi Chen's face was neither happy nor angry. He turned around quietly, looked at the big Buddha in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and whispered in a low voice: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"
Enduring the inexplicable tearing pain, Ye Cheng finally rushed to Jingyuan City and rushed to the restaurant like a whirlwind. When he saw it, he saw Shitou squatting aside and drinking. On the wine table, the flowers were still in full bloom, and everyone else was there.
He ran away without a trace.
He rushed to the wine table and shouted urgently: "Baihua, is there anyone else? Call them down quickly!"
Baihuabangfang glanced at it, then stood up with a whoosh, and said in surprise: "Beast King, what's wrong? Did the Blood Demon Sect come for you? Others are taking a bath upstairs!"
Ye Cheng looked at the wine on the table and said, "Hurry up and let me take a sip. My hands are temporarily disabled! Hurry up and call them down and run away. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave!"
Baihua Blooming was stunned for a moment, and then he put a bowl of wine to his mouth. Ye Cheng let go of his throat and took a sip. Only then did he feel the pain in his body was slightly better. Seeing Baihua Blooming still standing, he frowned and shouted
: "If you don't go, you will die here soon!"
Flowers bloomed and then hurriedly ran upstairs. Ye Cheng walked to Shitou and asked him to pour a jar of wine into his mouth. The strong alcohol strength numbed the severe injuries in his body.
A minute later, the five people upstairs all came down. Looking at Ye Cheng shaking his hands, they were shocked. Lan Rumei asked first, "Ye Cheng, what's going on? Who hurt you?"
Ye Cheng let out a breath, turned around and walked outside, saying without looking back: "Hurry up and follow me. The monks from Faquan Temple must be chasing me. They have to run for three hours. If they are caught, they will be destroyed!"
The fifth girl also hurriedly ran out with him, and saw that this master had been beaten into this state. She and others were standing there stupidly, waiting for the enemy to come to the door, and they would probably have their skin peeled off.
Six people and six riders, riding their horses and whipping their whips, rushed out of Beicheng and headed straight to the north, leaving only smoke and dust along the way.
