Su Po looked up and down and realized that the person who came was extremely tall, about six feet tall.
For practitioners who have reached a certain level, body size has basically lost its meaning.
There are people who are hundreds of feet tall, thousands of feet tall, or even ten thousand feet tall.
Length does not mean strength.
But when Su Po looked at the six-foot-tall monk sitting opposite him on the lotus, he had a strange feeling.
At six feet tall, he seems to be much taller than a person of normal height.
The difference in body size fully reflects the difference in ability between the two parties.
Or it should be said that when a person with thousands of feet or ten thousand feet comes in front of the opponent, he will only be six or seven feet away.
"Almsgiver Su, it's our first time meeting you, so please forgive me for not greeting you well." The six-foot-tall monk on the lotus flower had a gentle smile, and his tone was like a spring breeze.
Su Po looked at the opponent quietly, but his sword aura was fierce and fierce as never before.
He was clearly certain that this was the strongest enemy he had ever faced personally.
It is even better than the previous "Beimang Emperor" Xian Kaiyang.
From another point of view, it is better than those who were among the Twelve Yamas more than thirty years ago.
Although the monk on the lotus was always gentle, the former "evil emperor" Ming Tonghui could not give Su Po as much oppression as he did.
The name of the World Honored One has a special meaning in Buddhism.
It's just that the monk in front of me has probably only lived up to his name in recent years...
"Lu Xueyuan has something he brought from the Immortal Trail, and it fell into your hands?" Su Po looked at the monk on the lotus.
The monk did not lie: "Jinghua lent me to the poor monk for some time."
Su Po said quietly: "That's our thing."
The monk smiled and shook his head: "It belongs to the humble monk disciple."
When Su Po heard this, he didn't say any more and just slashed through with his sword.
The monk formed a Dharma Seal, and another lotus flower appeared in the air, blocking Su Po's sword edge.
The blade of the sword is extremely sharp, as if it is indestructible, moving forward step by step.
Even on the lotus, gaps gradually appeared and were slowly torn apart.
The monk's face remained as calm as before, and he nodded slightly: "One of the swordsmanship is now in the human world. Almsgiver Su has indeed reached the pinnacle."
While he was talking, lotus flowers appeared one after another, blocking him and Miao Kunluo.
Su Po's sword struck out in a chain, one sword after another, slashing through the sea of flowers.
He practiced swordsmanship and his attacks were fierce and outstanding.
Miao Kunluo had learned about it before, but now that he saw it, he still felt thrilling.
Asking Su Po to release his hands and feet to attack, the Pure Land Lord used Buddhist magical powers to resolve the defense. At this time, he gradually began to feel powerless.
When Miao Kunluo was worried, he saw the Buddha's other hand forming a meditation seal.
Once this seal is completed, the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom will immediately be separated from Miao Kunluo, and the endless Buddha light will condense together and bless the World Honored One.
The World Honored One, blessed by the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom, did not fight back, but just chanted sutras in a low voice.
The entire pure land of the Buddha's kingdom merges into one with others.
In front of Su Po's sword, this place appeared indestructible for the first time.
The integrated Buddha's light seemed to be repelling the impurities in his body, gradually pushing Su Po out of the pure land of the Buddha's kingdom.
Su Po re-dedicated himself to the world of heaven and earth. Behind him was the blue sky of the distant sea. In front of him, Xiniu Hezhou had been transformed into the Vajra Realm. It was clear and transparent, but isolated from the inside and outside, as if it was far away from the human world and independent.
Su Po was not in a hurry to take action again, but instead quietly stared at the pure land of the Buddha in front of him, concentrating on his thoughts.
At this time, Zhang Dongyun's voice sounded in his ears: "It's a new experience, isn't it?"
Su Po frowned: "Brother, give me some time."
Zhang Dongyun, who had returned to the Daming Palace in Chang'an City, smiled slightly: "I can certainly trust your talent, but there is no need to rush. You can go and help the eleventh brother take care of things first."
"Okay." Su Po responded: "However, Lu Xueyuan and the things she has about the immortal traces..."
"Can't run away." Zhang Dongyun said calmly.
Su Po nodded slightly, looked back at the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom, then turned and left.
In the pure land of Xiniuhezhou Buddha Kingdom, Miao Kunluo looked worried and looked at the World Honored One on the lotus.
The World Honored One's expression remained as usual: "Go and bring back Jinghua and Jiashu."
Although Miao Kunluo had something to ask, he still pressed it back and clasped his palms together: "Yes."
Although Su Po left, Miao Kunluo was also wary of his sudden return, so he carefully left the Buddhist Pure Land, and then found Master Jiashu and Jinghua to help them return to Xiniu Hezhou.
When Jinghua and his wife entered Hezhou, Xiniu, they were both worried and rushed to meet the World Honored One.
"World Honored One, please leave the seclusion early..." Jinghua raised her head and looked at the monk on the lotus.
The monk smiled slightly: "The sword demon is even better than before. I have no choice but to continue to ignore him. If you don't tell me if you come back, Xiniu Hezhou may also be messed up by him."
As he spoke, he waved his hand gently, and heavy rain fell down.
As soon as Jinghua, who was still injured, came into contact with this sweet rain, his injuries were mostly healed in an instant.
She took care of the rest by herself, which was very easy.
However, Jinghua's face did not look relaxed.
She was more concerned about the Buddha's current situation than herself.
The pillar of Xiniu Hezhou in the past and present, and even in the distant future, has always been this six-foot-tall monk.
"Don't look at me like this, Master, I'm fine."
The World Honored One smiled: "Although it is a pity to leave the quarantine early, it will not harm your health. It is not necessarily true that all the previous efforts have been wasted."
Hearing what he said, Jinghua, Master Jiashu, Miao Kunluo and others all became energetic.
If others have to pretend to boost morale and calm people's hearts, then for them, the core people of Xiniu Hezhou, there is no need to do that.
When the World-Honored One said that he was fine, he really meant that he was fine.
Miao Kunluo, who was previously worried that Su Po would disturb the Buddha's retreat, finally let go of his worries.
"The World Honored One, Peng Ziling and others may have all fallen, Taichu Liuhe Formation has become history, and Dongsheng Shenzhou's power to resist Chang'an has been almost wiped out." Jinghua said.
The World Honored One nodded: "I already know that, you all need to be careful and bear with it for a while, but it won't be too long."
At this time, other high-level core figures from Xiniu Hezhou arrived one after another.
They met with Jinghua, Master Jiashu, and Miaokunluo respectively, and then everyone looked at the World Honored One together.
"I have obtained the fragments of the fairy traces. In a few days, I should be able to complete the work."
The World Honored One said: "In the coming days, Jinghua, you will meditate on this treasure yourself."
"Yes, Master." Jinghua clasped her palms together.
The World-Honored One again gave instructions: "Those of my fellow Buddhist disciples over at Luzhou in Beiju who are able to move back, please sign them back for the time being."
"Yes, World Honored One." A tall and thin old monk promised: "I am just worried that the Luzhou in the north and the Shenzhou in the east will eventually merge."
"That's not the case." Jinghua said from the side: "Once a person's ambition is fully developed, it will be difficult for him to let it go."
The old monk nodded: "You are guilty of all three poisons: greed, anger, and ignorance. This is how it should be."
"Let everyone disperse and return to their respective places." The World Honored One said: "Although the Sword Demon has left temporarily, he may attack again at any time, and all disciples should not compete with him for a moment."
"We understand, please rest assured, World Honored One." Purification and others saluted in unison.
After everyone left, only Purification remained.
The World Honored One waved his hand gently, and a ball of light flew out and landed in front of Purification.