413. The Eighteen Arhats Arrive
The first-class formation that was once famous in the Legend of the Gods - the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation was set out by Chu Feng. The eye of the formation was the Hunyuan Jin Dou. Of course, it is also an imitation.
But it can be guaranteed that the product of Master Chu must be a high-quality product.
In fact, during these days, Chu Feng has been secretly refining the Hunyuan Jin Dou and practicing the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation, and it was not officially taken out until today.
"Hunyuan Jin Dou, return to the position"
Chu Feng threw the Hunyuan Jin Dou into the air, emitting dazzling light. Whenever the ordinary immortals and Buddhas entered the formation, they would instantly be cut off the three flowers on the top, eliminate the five energy in their chest, and lose the thousand-year Taoist fruit.
"A Qing, Lingjun, Xiaoqing, you must not leave this formation from now on."
Leaving a word, Chu Feng took Xu Xian away from the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, and appeared again, still in front of Daqing Hall.
The empty square made Xu Xian's expression a little confused.
"Master, why are there all gone in the blink of an eye? Didn't you just figure out a very powerful formation?"
The formation is like another space and another dimension. Even if the two people are close to each other, they cannot find the existence of each other. This is the charm of the formation.
Xu Xian, the person who first came into contact with the formation, naturally couldn't understand it.
Now is not the time to popularize basic knowledge, and Chu Feng did not intend to teach Xu Xian the formation knowledge, so he ignored Xu Xian and stepped out one step and appeared again in an instant, holding Fahai and Kashyapa Bodhisattva in both hands.
It was only half a day, and when he arrived, Kashyapa Bodhisattva, who was like a fairy in the sky, looked depressed. He was obviously very depressed about his situation.
Think about it, it was true that the Buddha's great disciple and the Buddha's Bodhisattva were so arrogant that he was captured alive in a few rounds and was raised like a little chicken. He was really depressed.
"Master, how do you want to deal with our master and apprentice?"
As a disciple, Fahai's performance was very calm, as if he was the master.
From meeting with Jinshan Temple to today, Chu Feng has known Fahai for quite some time. He has a certain understanding of this person. He can't say that he is good enough. He attaches great importance to personal grievances and is bad. This is not a very traditional monk with a very strong style.
From a personal point of view, Chu Feng admired him. He didn't want to speak, but when he heard this, he replied with a smile.
"Send you into the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation"
"Nine-curved Yellow River Formation"
Fahai's expression was stunned, as if he had heard it somewhere.
"I won't talk about it anymore, join the formation"
Chu Feng entered the formation, a world that seemed no different from reality, the same Daqing Hall, the same imperial palace, and the same Lin'an City.
Chu Feng is like walking in the years. Every step he takes will change seasonally around him.
"In this world, the power of immortals and Buddhas is excluding the power of immortals and Buddhas, and the magic power in the body of the poor monk is losing."
Fahai frowned slightly.
Chu Feng didn't talk to him this time, and walked until directly below the Hunyuan Jin Dou before stopping.
Fahai looked at the Hunyuan Jin Dou in the sky with a puzzled look on his face.
Bodhisattva Kashyapa was obviously a person who knew the goods. When he saw the golden bucket floating in the air, his face changed slightly: "You can cut off the three flowers on the top, eliminate the five energy in your chest, and let the thousand-year Taoist fruit be destroyed by the Hunyuan gold bucket. You can actually refine this thing. Who are you? Could it be an old monster that existed since ancient times?"
"The old monster is not a question, but it's not young anymore."
Chu Feng smiled, stretched out his finger, and pointed at the Hunyuan Jin Dou in the air.
The intention is obvious, to cut off the fruit of Kashyapa Bodhisattva and let him start from scratch.
"Wait, I have something to say." This Buddhist scum who once defected to Wuya in Journey to the West seems to be in a position that is not firm again.
"you say"
Chu Feng stopped the movements in his hand, with a faint expression.
Bodhisattva Kashyapa clasped his hands together and looked sad.
"Master Taoist, when I saw the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation today, I know that you have decided. In the future, under the Hunyuan Jin Fight, I am afraid that the immortals and Buddhas who have been demoted to the mortal world will inevitably be deprived of. If there is one more monk, so what if there is one less monk, it is better to leave my monk's Taoist fruit. In the future, there will be people who say goodbye to the Buddha."
It is worthy of being the great disciple of Kashyapa Kashyapa, the Buddha, who changed his world and still had the same recipe or taste.
Chu Feng pondered for a while, raised his head, looked at Bodhisattva Kashyapa with a playful look for a while, and nodded.
"Okay, if there is really a day, you will talk about it."
"nature"
The sad expression on the face of Kashyapa Bodhisattva disappeared seven points and turned into an unfathomable appearance. The ability of the chameleon made Fahai, who was beside him, re-recognize his master's integrity.
"If you cut it, just cut it off. It is an external object. If you give up, you will gain it."
As a disciple, Fahai slapped his master Kashyapa in the face on the spot, looking like he had seen through it.
Chu Feng has always been soft-hearted. He would agree to eight out of ten things he asked for. When he heard Fahai's request, he immediately followed it.
The fingers moved lightly, and a golden light shone down from the Hunyuan Golden Fight, covering Fahai's whole body. With a muffled groan, the golden light retreated, and the sitting Fahai fell down.
The Buddhist arhat who had been practicing for more than a thousand years, Master Fahai suddenly became a mortal. If you want to go back to the past, you may have to practice for hundreds of years and reincarnate for many lifetimes.
Unless you get divine objects such as the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, there is no room for transformation.
The horror of the Hunyuan Jin Dou can be seen
"well"
Bodhisattva Kashyapa sighed a long sigh, and this strong disciple who fell down made him feel a little ashamed.
"Bodhisattva, take good care of your disciples."
Chu Feng stepped away from the world in the formation.
When he appeared again, he was still in front of Daqing Hall, and the bored Xu Xian stood not far away.
"Go to the palace gate, someone has arrived"
While Chu Feng was talking, he had already arrived at the door of the palace.
Seventeen monks were posed in various ways three hundred steps from the entrance of the palace.
A, sitting upright, calm and calm, and admired himself with a noble attitude.
One, raising his hands to celebrate, and his heart is full of joy.
One, holding an iron bowl, made a begging letter.
One, holding the iron tower, and being powerful without anger.
...
"The deer arhat is sitting, the happy arhat, the bowl arhat, the tower arhat... the tiger arhat, well, there is a missing dragon arhat."
Chu Feng revealed the identities of these seventeen monks and smiled.
"I have been shaved with my hair and covered with my hair for a long time, but the same poem and wine are the cause and effect. I sat and watched the plays of Maitreya in the air, and the sun was facing the Vairocana..."
A monk walking out of the little pine forest four hundred steps away, drinking and reciting poems, was dressed in rags and tilted. It was not Jigong, who was it?
"Okay, very good, the eighteen Buddhist Arhats are here."
Chu Feng still smiled.
At this time, among the seventeen monk camps, one monk rode a tiger with wings to greet Jigong and put his hands together.
"The Dragon-Surrendering Venerable"
"The Venerable of the Tiger"
Chapter completed!