The golden wheel flying at high speed suddenly changed its direction and shot toward Zhuo Fan's waist. He heard a grin, and the black clothes on Zhuo Fan's waist were immediately cut by the sharp energy coming from the rim of the wheel.
Zhuo Fan was so shocked that he fled thousands of miles from Tibet to Beijing. During this period, he fought with the three kings of the Tantric Sect no less than seven or eight times. He had never seen these three kings deal a fatal blow to him. It seemed that
The three** kings really took action against him this time.
Just when the golden wheel was about to hit Zhuo Fan, the golden wheel suddenly turned to the side and shot past Zhuo Fan's waist.
This time he narrowly escaped death, but Zhuo Fan was frightened for half of his life. His mind was shaken, but he saw the figures beside him shaking, and the other two kings had already passed in front of him.
The two kings slapped Zhuo Fan together, and the vast palm force suddenly surged in front of him like two insurmountable high walls. Hundreds of soybean-sized raindrops fell on the fierce palm.
Under the influence of the force, it shot towards Zhuo Fan like hundreds of steel balls.
After all, he is a Buddhist who has compassion in his heart. The tall and thin old monk could not bear to hurt Zhuo Fan's life at the critical moment. The tall and thin old monk is known as the Dharma King of the Precious Wheel. The golden wheel that is only the size of a palm is his.
His famous weapon, the Sun-Golden Gun, has dominated Tibet for decades. Only the living Buddhas of Tantric Buddhism can surely defeat him.
There was no way forward and there were pursuers behind him. Zhuo Fan's body, which was still running forward, was immediately stunned. He quickly drew a circle with his hands, and touched the edges of the palms of the two kings, and his body shook violently.
For a moment, but at the same time, it used the force to rush out diagonally to the right.
The scene immediately changed 180 degrees, and the palms of the two kings immediately hit Baolun Dharma King who was chasing after Zhuo Fan.
Facing the vast palm power of the two kings, the Baolun Dharma King didn't even blink an eyelid. He made seals with his right hand and controlled the golden wheel in the air to pursue Zhuo Fan.
Hundreds of water droplets, driven by the power of the palm, shot toward Baolun Dharma King and exploded one foot away from him, as if they had hit an invisible wall.
After the water droplets, there are the unparalleled palm power of the two kings. Just when the two palm powers like the rolling Yangtze River are about to hit Baolun Dharma King, they dissipate into nothing in an instant.
Zhuo Fan, who was entangled by the golden wheels flying vertically and horizontally next to him, couldn't help but gasped when he saw this scene. These two old monks were really powerful. Such a strong palm force was withdrawn as soon as it was said to be withdrawn. The sending and receiving of
The heart, to put it lightly, is so high in cultivation and so pure in skill that it actually reaches the point where it is understood by the gods and returns to its original nature.
The cultivation level of these two old monks is probably only a hair away from the innate path!
"Zhuo Fan, you'd better hand over the sacred objects of our religion!" A strong old monk with a dark and rosy face said calmly.
After retracting their palm power, the figures of the two kings swayed and formed the shape of "pin" with Baolun Dharma King, surrounding Zhuo Fan. The auras of the three kings suddenly connected into one, covering Zhuo Fan.
The pressure squeezed directly towards Zhuo Fan
When the Baolun Dharma King unfolded his sleeves, the golden wheel surrounding Zhuo Fan was immediately withdrawn into his sleeves.
Zhuo Fan recognized the black old monk who spoke. He was the Dharma King Puda who ranked last among the three kings of Tantric Buddhism. The other old monk with a red face was the Sakya Dharma King who was the head of the three kings.
"You, great monk, are really joking. Don't you Buddhists emphasize that everything depends on fate? That thing is destined to me, so why do you bother to take that thing back?" Zhuo Fan said with a calm smile.
He knows that these three Tibetan monks will not kill easily, and he is absolutely not worried that his life will be threatened, because if these three evil kings really want to kill him, he can still escape to Beijing.
?Now he is thinking about how to escape from the siege of three powerful men who are infinitely close to the innate realm.
"Needless to say, the sacred objects are the treasures of our religion. They cannot be left outside no matter what. You should hand them over!" King Sakya, who had been silent, also spoke up at this time.
The three kings speak more casually. Unlike most Buddhist disciples, the donors are long and the donors are short. They use "you" and "I" to address each other and themselves.
"I've always been curious, did you install a tracker on me? Why did I escape there? As soon as I stopped, you would come to my door soon. How did you do it?" Zhuo Fan was very surprised.
He was depressed. During his thousand-mile escape from Tibet to Beijing, he rarely stayed in one place for a full day. These three old monks were like dog-skin plasters that he could not get rid of no matter how hard he tried.
"We are just following the holy objects. No matter how far you go, as long as the holy objects are with you, you can't get rid of us," Baolun Dharma King said calmly.
The four of them stood in the wilderness. Heavy rain was still falling, silver snakes were still dancing in the sky, and thunder shook the world. Whether it rained or thundered seemed to make no difference to these four masters.
Because rainwater can't get on them at all, this is one of the benefits of ancient martial arts after reaching the point where the inner energy is released! When it rains, there is no need to bring an umbrella or wear a raincoat.
"Haha! It seems that this holy relic is more destined for you. In this case, then I will...!" After saying that, Zhuo Fan reached into his arms and slowly took out something.
The three kings have long sensed that their treasure of suppressing the religion is on Zhuo Fan, and they even know the place on his body very well.
The reason why the three kings know the location of the holy relics is not based on any tracker. These three old guys who have practiced Buddhism all their lives and never leave home. Their combined age is 250 years old and they will use those high-tech products.
?
The living Buddha of a certain generation who left the relic the size of a baby's fist did not only leave that relic after his cremation. In addition to the holy relic, that living Buddha also left hundreds of various kinds of relics.
Various relics
Previously in the monastery of Hongluo Temple, the three relics taken out by the Dharma King Nasakya were relics that came from the same source as the holy relics.
Within a range of tens of miles, as soon as the holy relic appears, the three relics with the same origin as the holy relic will react and send out regular and slight fluctuations of vitality.
Why does this phenomenon occur? Even the three kings don't know the specific reason. This is the reason why Zhuo Fan will be caught up even if he escapes to the bottom of the sky.
Relics are originally a kind of mysterious crystal. How they were formed? No one can prove it even in today's advanced technology. This has to be said to be a miracle of Buddhism.
Seeing Zhuo Fan's actions, the three kings could no longer maintain their composure. Six sharp eyes, like blades, all stared at Zhuo Fan's right hand that was stretched into his arms.
A wooden box, a purple-black wooden box engraved with ancient patterns, was held in Zhuo Fan's hand. This was no ordinary wooden box. This wooden box was about the same size as an adult's hand. Except for the opening, the entire wooden box was completely natural.
It is carved from a whole piece of fine rosewood.
Red sandalwood is a tropical plant that cannot be used for a hundred years. It takes hundreds of years for a red sandalwood tree to grow before it can be used. Moreover, there is only a little space between the hollow and the surface of the sandalwood, and that little bit of flesh can be used. So since ancient times, there has been an inch
The theory of sandalwood gold
A box is carved from a whole piece of fine red sandalwood. Even though the box is not very big, it is still rare. Moreover, this purple-black box exudes a desolate and ancient atmosphere. It must have hundreds of years of history.
Not to mention the Tantric holy relics in the box, even this box is worth a lot of money!
After the three kings saw Zhuo Fan take out the red sandalwood box from his arms and hold it flatly on his right palm, a smile appeared on his old face at the same time, which seemed to have not appeared on their faces in half a century.
Both Buddhism and Taoism attach great importance to the cultivation of the realm of mind and spirit. The so-called Mount Tai collapses in front of your eyes without changing the color of the sacred object.
"The holy relics are ours!"
A sudden change occurred. Two figures suddenly shot out of the dark rainy night like lightning. They used ruthless hands and cold fists to attack Zhuo Fan from the left and right like a storm. The coordination was flawless and the punches were instantaneous.
Cover Zhuo Fan, leaving no trace of life
The attention of the three kings was attracted by the box held in Zhuo Fan's hand. He was stunned for a moment and realized that it was too late and the person who came was so powerful that they had already attacked Zhuo Fan.
, the king of thieves of a generation was killed on the spot...
At the moment when the attack hit his body, Zhuo Fan fiercely threw the red sandalwood box in his hand towards King Sakya. At the same time, he stretched his limbs, and with his arms, he faced the cold energy rushing from left and right and mysteriously drew several lines out of thin air.
The mysterious trajectory is that these mysterious movements actually distort the enemy's moves and turn them into a state of mutual bombardment!
"What?"
"What kind of weird trick is this?"
The two sneak attackers were inexplicably shocked. They never expected Zhuo Fan to make such a move. When they were surprised, they withdrew half of their punches in time to avoid hurting their companions, and they passed by each other.