Anquti laughed loudly when he heard the words, and saw him raise one hand in vain, a powerful mana quickly condensed, and the surrounding environment suddenly became hot.
"It's still unclear who will live and who will die!" An Qu shouted loudly, clasping his fingers to form a seal, and a long tongue of fire spit out from his palm, the sound was like a dragon's roar.
Cheng Sanwu's eyes widened angrily, his vision was filled with flames, his body was engulfed in an instant, and he had no time to dodge.
The scorching flames that could melt gold and iron illuminated the surrounding area in orange. The end of the flame tongue touched the surface of Tianchi Lake in the distance, causing a burst of white mist to evaporate. As a caster, An Quti even felt a little suffocated, and the nearby air was actually also filled with flames.
Briefly exhausted.
The fingertips were slightly bent, the tongue of fire ceased, An Quti raised his eyebrows and stared, but saw that Cheng Sanwu stood unshakable and his whole body was unscathed, but the ground under his feet had been burned black by the flames, and there were bursts of green smoke.
"That's all you have?" Cheng Sanwu held the knife in his hand, lightly wiping the blade with his fingertips, a somewhat ferocious smile on his face.
"It's nothing more than a trick to restrain air and prevent fire." Anquti didn't care about this, and at the same time, he put his palms together and prepared to cast another spell.
How could Cheng Sanwu allow him to do whatever he wanted? Stepping forward, the sand and gravel scattered behind him, and the horizontal knife drew a line of cold light, approaching An Quti's chest in an instant.
At this moment, a silver light shone like a long sword carved from glass that appeared out of thin air and stabbed Cheng Sanwu's throat from bottom to top. He changed his stance at the moment of danger, turned over and flew into the air, and the sound of swords clashing continued until he retreated thirty feet.
outside.
"Flying sword?"
Cheng Sanwu touched his neck. Even with Mr. Changqing's blessing of the iron-clad skills, his skin was still scratched by the sword's edge, almost causing blood.
The silver sword flew back to An Quti without reaching out to hold it, it just hovered a few feet above the ground without moving.
"The Tao Sect Flying Sword is forged from the essence of hardware. After it is made, it needs to be warmed and nourished day and night. It takes a long time. If you are lazy at all, the sword's spirituality will be lacking. This method is really too time-consuming. I
I can't learn from it." When An Quti said this, his tone and demeanor looked like that of a Taoist master.
"You, this false leader, know a lot." Cheng Sanwu didn't bother to care about the origin of the silver sword. He walked around looking for an angle to attack, but he saw that the silver sword kept facing him from a distance, like a living person.
As a guard, An Quti was covered behind.
"False leader?" Anquti thought about it and understood, and said: "There is no need to keep it now. My ancestral home is...well, according to Daxia, it should be called Wusili Kingdom."
"I've never heard of it." Cheng Sanwu secretly gathered strength.
"It's unusual that you haven't heard of it. After all, it's too far away from Daxia. I've almost forgotten the scenery of my hometown." An Quti did not fall into memories and looked at the distant mounds: "Where are the others? Aren't you going to take action?"
"I can kill you by myself." Cheng Sanwu said.
"Isn't it a bit too much?" An Quti smiled and said: "The last time we fought, if you didn't want to leave as soon as possible, do you really think you could beat me?"
"So now I'm here." Cheng Sanwu stood still, bowed slightly, and breathed in slowly, faintly resonating with the "Lv Ying Huang Zhong Dou Shu Thunder" above the horizontal sword.
An Quti knew very well that Cheng Sanwu was only responsible for containing himself at the front in order to prepare others at the rear. And by not taking the initiative to attack, he was also delaying time, waiting for the star orbit to continue to rotate and accumulate.
The power of the stars reaches its limit.
When Cheng Sanwu's chest was full of breath, and his inner energy was flowing around his body, he immediately launched an offensive, stepped forward and walked out, bringing up a large piece of gravel and gravel, and flew it towards Anquti. He stepped left and right, his movements unpredictable.
An Quti faced the gravel hitting his face without blinking an eye. He let it fall on him and was blocked by the protective spell. He tried to follow Cheng Sanwu with his eyes, but he was half a beat too late and he was within ten feet of him.
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It was too late to stop the silver sword, Cheng Sanwu slashed across the waist, and the blade touched the protective spell. Although it could not hurt An Quti, thunder exploded instantly. The roaring sound erupted close at hand, which made An Quti
I felt severe pain in my ears and felt in a daze.
"No, it's the sound of the Dharma Bell that shakes the soul." An Quti secretly thought that something was not good. Fortunately, his soul was firm and he could withstand the thunder of Dou Shu. The silver sword whirled to protect him, but the direction of the sword's edge was unpredictable.
There was a slight confusion, but Cheng Sanwu cleverly avoided it.
"put!"
There was a shout in the distance, and before Cheng Sanwu could dodge, dozens of arrows shot through the air.
An Quti didn't have time to cast a spell to deal with it, and the arrows hit various parts of his body. It was visible to the naked eye that the arrow clusters were pierced into the protective spell, and the cracks continued to spread, indicating that the spell was unsustainable.
Fortunately, one round of shooting arrows could not hurt An Quti. He immediately activated his magic power to deflect the arrows. At the same time, he raised his hand to form a seal, and his body shape changed into eight. It was difficult to distinguish the true from the false. Apparently, this was to avoid the cold arrows from far away.
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Cheng Sanwu, who originally wanted to step forward and kill him, was also stunned. He did not expect that An Quti would be able to use such a clone technique. The eight figures looked exactly the same, with no flaws at all. What if he made a mistake in attacking rashly?
, the killing move will come from the side, so don't be careless.
"Dreams and bubbles, like dew and lightning, cannot last long. If the donor is addicted to this way, he may not be able to have pure joy."
At this time, an old monk in garb came slowly from somewhere else. He was twirling Buddhist beads with one hand and holding his palm in front of his chest with the other. He looked kind and kind-hearted, and his tone was kind. He was Master Shanzhi, the presiding officer of Beida Qingjing Temple in Quzhi City. And the old monk in garb
Behind the monk, there was also the barefoot monk Yanding.
"Don't call me donor, I don't intend to give alms to you monks." Eight clones of An Quti spoke at the same time, and the same eight voices overlapped and sounded together, making it difficult to distinguish.
Master Shanzhi bowed slightly: "Your Majesty has great power. If you are willing to give up the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, stop wars, and end disputes, then all the people in the Western Region will be at peace. This is the first-class merit of giving in the world. How can you not be called a donor?"
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"Ha! What a sharp-tongued monk." An Quti laughed: "But I'm not going to give up. Monk, why don't you go and persuade the Great Protector of Qi to stop fighting in a hurry?"
"The donor has violated national laws in the past, and Qi Dadu protects one side, and it is difficult to tolerate each other." Master Shanzhi said: "But the old monk has a way to solve the dilemma."
"Oh? Tell me about it?" An Qu asked.
"The old monk is ashamed and intends to keep the benefactor in the Great Purity Temple to study Buddhism and eliminate the three poisons." Master Shanzhi said.
When Ancuti heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I have already understood the Buddha's teachings, and I don't like Anuttar Samyak Sambodhi. And in my opinion, the three poisons are the reason for prosperity in the world.
.If you are not greedy, how can you work hard and reap rewards? If you are not angry, how can you resist foreign invaders? If you are not crazy, how can you show your true heart?"
Master Shanzhi shook his head slowly: "Wrong, wrong, wrong. What the donor said is totally wrong."
"What? Are you still thinking of giving me some advice?" An Quti sneered.
Before Master Shanzhi could speak, Cheng Sanwu said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense! I can see it, this guy is stalling for time!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of both An Quti and Master Shan Zhi changed. An Quti was still thinking about how Cheng Sanwu could see it, but Master Shan Zhi quickly stepped forward.
“Thank you, Donor Cheng, for the tip!”
Before the words could be finished, Master Shanzhi pushed forward with one palm, and the Buddha's light emitted from his palm, breaking through the changes in the illusion. The seven clones melted like ice, and An Quti's true body was immediately revealed.
An Quti was shocked. This old monk really had some skills. He was about to form a seal to cast a spell. The barefoot monk stretched out his feet and paused. He flashed directly in front of An Quti from a distance of seven to eight feet and raised his leg.
Come with breasts.
"Magic foot power?!"
As soon as An Quti thought, he was kicked in the center, his body flew upside down, and hit the stone door of the shrine hard, causing smoke and dust to stir up, and stone chips to scatter.
The barefoot monk was still about to attack, and he whirled the protector with his long silver sword. Yanding turned over and jumped back, widening the distance again.
"I was careless." An Quti, who received a fierce kick, patted his chest and glanced at the barefoot monk: "I didn't expect that there is such a big figure in the Great Pure Monastery as you, who actually developed the magical foot power. This
When you are fully capable of taking charge of a courtyard and recruiting many disciples, I have never heard of your name in the past. I think it was Monk Shanzhi who kept you as a treasure just to deal with the powerful enemy of Buddhism."
Yanding still folded his hands and bowed his head as usual, and Master Shanzhi just silently recited the Buddha's name. Compared to Shenzutong's magical power that traveled directly through his mind, Yanding's leg skills were also outstanding.
The kick that Yan Ding just kicked could break even a wooden stake two or three feet thick. It was more powerful than the iron awl used to attack the city, but Anquti still looked like nothing had happened.
On the other hand, An Quti, although he was frightened, quickly calmed down and thought to himself: "In order to maintain the coverage of the barrier, the types of spells that can be suppressed are inherently limited. I originally thought that the spell of space travel is extremely difficult to master, so after some consideration
It was not included, so the other party caught the loophole."
An Quti was calculating there silently, and everyone waiting behind the mound was also frightened. Su Wangting saw Yan Ding using his magic foot power, and asked Mr. Chang Qing beside him: "What happened just now? I couldn't see Yan Ding clearly at all.
Master Ding's movements are too fast."
"That's not fast. He doesn't rely on Qinggong and body skills to approach the enemy at all." Mr. Changqing said with a gloomy face: "That's the magical foot power of Buddhism. Not talking about Buddhist principles, it's actually a way of ignoring obstacles and walking around at will.
magical powers."
Su Wangting was very shocked: "With this magical power, wouldn't it be possible to enter and exit the forbidden areas of the palace at will?"
"This... it's not like that." Mr. Changqing stared at the barefoot monk closely: "Although these monks have blown up the magical powers of Buddhism to the sky, the ability to travel through the sky with the help of magical feet is limited, and most of them are only within ten feet.
.Moreover, practicing magical powers requires unimaginable asceticism and a lot of complicated precepts. Otherwise, the state of mind will be shaken and the magical powers will disappear immediately. Besides, there are also wonderful methods in Taoism that can penetrate walls, which is no worse than Shenzu Tong."
Mr. Changqing was not accustomed to Buddhism, and now he saw them displaying their profound magical powers in public, as if they were not trying to deal with An Quti, but deliberately showing off. If he hadn't been unable to cast most of his spells, where would he have gotten these gangs of bald thieves?
"We can't drag it on any longer." Qi Zhiyi also heard Cheng Sanwu's shout and immediately ordered his soldiers to shoot arrows to cover up and prevent An Quti from casting the spell.
"Humph, it's useless." An Quti clasped his fingers and changed his tactics. The silver sword suddenly turned and turned into a huge hand as high as a person, blocking the rain of arrows like a shield.
Seeing that the most feared silver sword disappeared, Cheng Sanwu was filled with joy. He immediately stepped forward and flew out, slashing wildly with his sword.
"Donor Cheng, be careful!" Master Shanzhi shouted, but it was too late to stop him. The previous discussion was that two masters from the Great Purity Temple and Cheng Sanwu would restrain Anquti. But now that they were actually fighting, Master Shanzhi knew that Anquti was unpredictable.
, it really can’t be won by blindly attacking.
When An Quti saw Cheng Sanwu coming to kill him, he felt extremely angry. He blocked the blade with his giant silver palm, and the thunder roared continuously. An Quti put his five fingers together, grabbed Cheng Sanwu with his giant silver palm, and slapped him hard.
He fell to the ground and rolled up the surrounding earth and rocks at the same time, burying Cheng Sanwu into the ground in the blink of an eye.
When Master Shanzhi saw this, his chakras stirred, kundalini fire rose, and the Buddha's light spread out from the pores all over his body, especially from his head, which turned into a round light on the top, truly like the Buddha and Bodhisattva in the temple murals, with a majestic appearance.
Seeing this, the barefoot monk Yanding stamped his feet and used his spiritual powers. His body flashed and appeared above Anquti's head. At the same time, he stabbed with his foot, which was powerful enough to crush solid rock.
An Quti was on guard this time, so he moved his backhand and used the silver light circle to seal the barefoot monk. Yanding kicked down, as if kicking against a copper wall, unable to shake.
"go!"
Anquti raised his arms and waved, and Yanding was carried out by the silver circle. Like an animal trapped in a cage net, it rolled down towards Tianchi.
The barefoot monk has just been sent away here. Master Shanzhi has completed his meritorious deeds, and the pure Buddha's light has condensed the grand seal. It is like flying from a divine peak and crushing it in one fell swoop, with the intention of subduing the evil spirits of the heretics.
The Buddha's shining golden light shone before his eyes, and almost instantly, Anquti understood that this Buddhist seal had great power to destroy all dharma of heretics, and he could not resist it now.
When the calamity was imminent, An Quti activated a spell hidden deep in the sea of consciousness. His eyes flashed, the sky and the earth suddenly lost color, and everything stood motionless. Not only did the Buddha's Yao Seal hover in the air, but even the surroundings were turbulent and flying due to the wind pressure.
The sand and dust are all frozen at this moment.
"Fortunately, I saved a hand." An Quti felt at ease. The situation in which all things were stagnant in front of him was not a result of relying on magic power to restrict outwards. On the contrary, An Quti himself entered a transcendent realm, and everything in the world was facing him.
The words are almost still.
"One thought can last thousands of lives and kalpas." An Quti recited a verse: "Buddhism believes that a long time can be hidden in one thought, which is a metaphor for the depth of earthly obstacles and the difficulty of practice. But for me,
Maybe it’s too short.”
Anquti moved in an airy manner, calmly leaving the area where the Dharma Seal was falling. Taking advantage of the state of stillness for the last few breaths, he came to the side of Master Shanzhi and said to himself: "Unfortunately, in this state, I can't interfere with others outside myself."
Anything that seems to stop time is actually turning itself into some kind of lonely ghost-like existence. The so-called Nirvana silence is probably like this."
After saying these words, the stagnation returned to normal, the Buddha Yao Dharma Seal crashed down, the earth shook suddenly, the stone gate of the shrine collapsed and fell, and the sand and dust rose into the sky, covering everyone's ears and eyes.
"good!"
Upon seeing this, Qi Zhiyi slapped his thigh and immediately rushed out of the mound with his soldiers. Su Wangting secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Mr. Changqing aside, but saw that the other man's brows were furrowed.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Su Wangting asked.
"That's not right." Mr. Changqing vaguely noticed something strange and quickly shouted: "Don't go there!"
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and they saw Master Shanzhi vomiting blood on the gravel beach, and an unrivaled sharp silver sword pierced his heart and came out. Behind Master Shanzhi, An Quti held the hilt of the sword and struck out
The face is calm.
"How could you..." Master Shanzhi was confused. He couldn't figure out how An Quti escaped the seal. Could it be that he also mastered a method of traveling similar to the divine foot power?
"I said it." Ancuti showed a compassionate smile: "I have already understood Buddhism."