On this night, after Xiao Lin flew hundreds of miles, several golden lights suddenly shot out from the dense forest below. The golden lights shot up into the sky, encircling Xiao Lin in the center.
Xiao Lin's face condensed, and the huge spiritual consciousness spread out instantly, and the golden lights also expanded one after another, forming a golden barrier, wrapping Xiao Lin, and swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks also flashed above the golden light.
Waiting for the shadows to fill the void for hundreds of feet.
Xiao Lin's expression soon returned to calm, but his eyes were flashing with a cold murderous intent.
"Mr. Mercy, what do you mean?" Xiao Lin said towards the void in front of him.
A hundred feet away in front of Xiao Lin, golden light flashed, and a young monk appeared. He sat cross-legged in the void, with his hands clasped together, and his whole body was wrapped in dazzling golden light.
Around Xiao Lin, there were twelve monks standing, three of whom were at the Buddha's Light Realm, and the remaining nine were at the peak of the Great Awakening Realm. It was obvious that the formation in front of Xiao Lin was jointly arranged by these twelve people.
Xiao Lin did not look at the twelve people, but stared at Monk Cixin. It turned out that Monk Cixin at this moment still had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but his eyes were shining with blood-red light, which was different from the Cixin monk Xiao Lin saw during the day.
The Heart Monk is completely different.
The Buddha's light emanating from the compassionate monk's body at this moment carries an evil aura.
"Donor Lin, we meet again. I dare to ask the benefactor, but he broke through the Gangfeng barrier from the Southern Territory and came to Jinluo Ancient Temple."
"So what?"
"Since it is, then Cixin can only send the donor to the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss." Monk Cixin's eyes were glowing with blood, looking ferocious and terrifying, and even the golden light surrounding his body had the potential to turn into blood.
"Did we, the immortal cultivator in the Southern Territory, offend the Ancient Buddha Celestial Sect of the West Pole? Why are you so hostile, Monk Compassionate Heart?"
"A few years ago, a woman entered the Middle Earth through the Gangfeng Barrier and went on a killing spree at the Jinluo Ancient Temple. All one hundred and thirty-two monks in the temple were killed. Mercy was not originally guarding this place, but
He was temporarily dispatched, but the instruction he received was that the immortal cultivators who came from the Southern Territory must be killed."
"Fairy Yeyue?" When Xiao Lin heard this, he immediately understood that the woman that Monk Cixin mentioned was most likely Fairy Yeyue.
Xiao Lin also did not expect Fairy Yeyue to be so hostile to the Ancient Buddha Celestial Sect in the West. She even killed all the monks in the Jinluo Ancient Temple located on the border.
"Lin doesn't know that woman, and Guizong is one of the four great heavenly sects in the Middle Earth, with a legacy of countless thousands of years. How could he kill countless immortal cultivators for the sake of one person? This is against the will of heaven."
"Amitabha, your compassion is to send the donor to the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. It will not kill the donor's soul. It does not violate the law of heaven. Moreover, the donor has practiced cultivation so far and has probably killed many evildoers. Having saved the donor, his compassion is also a blessing."
Monk Cixin's words left Xiao Lin quite speechless. Originally, he wanted to secretly inquire about Fairy Yeyue, but now it seems that Monk Cixin has been alerted by his insinuations, and he can't do anything about it.
In my heart, I have already classified myself as being in the same group as Fairy Yeyue.
"It seems that you have to kill Lin." Xiao Lin was angered by the aggression and said calmly.
"If Donor Lin can dissipate his magic power and self-destruct his Nascent Soul, Cixin will naturally let the donor's soul return to its origin, so that we can look forward to the next life." The golden light on Monk Cixin's body has turned into blood, and even exudes a faint blood.
spirit.
"Monk Cixin, since you are a member of the Buddhist sect, why do you practice such demonic techniques?" Xiao Lin was greatly surprised when he saw Monk Cixin's appearance at this moment. The blood on his body was already close to the demonic way, which was different from what he knew.
The Buddhist and Taoist practices are quite different.
"The Buddhist and Demonic Hell Skill practiced by the poor monk is essentially the same body of Buddha and devil. He is a Buddha during the day and a demon at night. As the saying goes, there is no Buddha without demons. The desire to become a demon will continue to inspire the poor monk's good thoughts while killing evil.
, when you have mastered the Buddha and Demon Hell Skill to great perfection, you will destroy the demons and become a Buddha, and then advance to the supreme Buddha realm. Donor Lin is also lucky, and he is very gratified to be able to become a stepping stone for a poor monk on his way to becoming a Buddha.
"
When Xiao Lin heard this, he suddenly understood. The Ci Xin monk he saw during the day should be a Buddha, and the Ci Xin at this moment was a demon. However, Ci Xin's explanation of this technique really left Xiao Lin speechless.
, he has been cultivating immortals for more than 300 years, and this is the first time he has heard that he can cause endless evil by becoming a demon, and then inspire his own good thoughts.
He had heard that the more evil he killed, the heavier his own karma would actually be. It cannot be sensed when the state is low, but it will gradually become apparent once he reaches the stage of spiritual transformation. Therefore, Xiao Lin is advancing
After Nascent Soul, I don’t want to create too many evildoers.
The compassionate monk in front of him was exactly the opposite, which made Xiao Lin feel a little confused.
However, although Xiao Lin did not understand the true meaning of Buddhism, he did not waver in his understanding of the Tao, so he did not struggle too much. Instead, he looked at the compassionate monk and said calmly: "I have been practicing immortality for hundreds of years, no matter how dangerous I encounter,
I definitely have no idea of determining my own way out. Since you, Metta Monk, are aggressive, I will not be polite."
With a wave of Xiao Lin's sleeves, a pair of green wings flashed behind him. The next moment, Xiao Lin appeared directly in front of Monk Cixin, less than ten feet away.
The formation that twelve monks from the Jinluo Ancient Temple jointly set up immediately lost its effectiveness.
Monk Cixin's face changed when he saw this: "Amitabha, I didn't expect that the benefactor's magical power is so profound that he actually controls the secret of space."
With a wave of Monk Cixin's sleeves, three bloody rays of light suddenly shot out and struck Xiao Lin head-on. However, they were three long blood-colored knives, exuding a fishy smell.
The stern look on Xiao Lin's face flashed away, he opened his mouth and immediately shot out dozens of streams of light. Thirty-six Qingluan Ice Swords were like swimming fish, instantly filling the void in front of Xiao Lin.
Thirty-six Qingluan Ice Swords burst into aura, and endless sword light spurted out, directly facing three shocking bloody lights.
"Clang, clang, clang~~" The three blood knives collided with the endless sword light, and a dense sound of gold and iron suddenly erupted. The blood light on the three blood knives quickly began to dim, and even the body of the three blood knives also
A layer of black ice emerged.
Monk Cixin recited a mysterious spell, and golden runes suddenly burst out from the three bloody knives. As soon as the runes came out, the blades exploded one after another, shattering the black ice on the blades, and then a series of
Golden sword light emerged from the blade and slashed towards Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin's face darkened. He did not expect that the compassionate monk's skills could actually switch between the two realms of Buddha and Demon. The sword light emitted by the Buddha's light was neutral and peaceful, with a hint of Buddhist power, and the original evil sword light was different.
completely different.
Xiao Lin did not dare to be careless, and pointed with one hand at the thirty-six Qingluan Ice Swords in front of him. The thirty-six Qingluan Ice Swords immediately emitted a brilliant light and gathered together. The countless sword lights also merged into a close enough sword.
The two-hundred-foot-long sword light met the golden sword light with a sky-cutting force.
When the two came into contact, the golden sword light immediately shattered and turned into countless golden streams of light, flying and collapsing in all directions.
The shocking sword light condensed by Qingluan Ice Sword was much smaller after smashing the golden light, but it still slashed towards Monk Cixin with unparalleled momentum.
The compassionate monk made a slight move with one hand, and three golden knives flew to his side and hovered. His right hand stood upright in front of his chest, and an obscure chant sounded from his mouth. The Buddhist beads on his right wrist suddenly burst out with bright golden light.
The golden light opened directly and turned into a golden mask, wrapping the compassionate monk.
At this time, the sword light from Qingluan Ice Sword happened to cut down.
"Bang.~" There was a loud noise, and the shocking sword light of the thirty-six Qingluan Ice Swords and the golden light shield outside Monk Cixin shattered at the same time, and the green and gold light flew in all directions.
The string of Buddhist beads on Monk Cixin's right wrist, with a "bang" sound, one of the beads broke into pieces.
Monk Cixin frowned slightly and looked at Xiao Lin with a somewhat dignified look.
"Alms Master Lin, let's try Ci Xin's Demon-Suppressing Golden Sword." Monk Ci Xin waved his sleeve with his left hand, and the three golden knives in front of him turned into countless knives, which were densely arranged in front of him.
in front of me.
Dazzling golden light emanates from these golden knives.
"Go, chop~"
Following Monk Cixin's roar, countless golden swords covered almost a hundred feet in radius, and densely slashed towards Xiao Lin in the air.
Xiao Lin couldn't help but sneered when he saw this. With a thought, the thirty-six Qingluan Ice Swords beside him were filled with cold air. Along with the sound of phoenixes, endless sword light erupted from the thirty-six Qingluan Ice Swords.
The ice sword emerged from above.
Countless sword lights gathered directly into a sea of sword lights, covering Xiao Lin's surroundings.
Xiao Lin pointed out from a distance, and countless sword lights immediately began to rotate, driving the surrounding airflow to rotate crazily.
Endless sword light gathered together, and as Xiao Lin said "Go."
The endless sword light shot straight out, facing the countless golden sword lights. For a moment, the space between Xiao Lin and Monk Cixin was filled with endless green and gold auras, and the sword lights flew in all directions.
Within a few hundred feet around the two of them, it was almost a dead end.
Even the mountains and forests above the ground were not spared. Countless swords and swords fell into the dense forest and exploded immediately. The sharp swords and swords directly tore ancient trees that had grown for countless years into pieces.
Xiao Lin has never had a discussion with anyone since he came out of seclusion, and he doesn't know what the results of his hundreds of years of seclusion and hard training are. Now that the compassionate monk has come to his door, Xiao Lin is surprised, but also secretly happy.
He was just about to take this opportunity to verify the power of several magical powers he had cultivated, so Xiao Lin did not use all his strength from the beginning.
A black light flashed on Xiao Lin's body, and when the black light dissipated, Xiao Lin's figure had disappeared without a trace.
"Bang~~" Monk Cixin naturally saw this scene in his eyes, and was surprised by Xiao Lin's strange movement skills. One of the beads on his wrist broke into pieces again.
As the beads shattered, his body was once again shrouded in a golden light shield.
At this time, a fist that shone with golden light and was covered with golden lins hit the light mask directly. The light mask immediately seemed to be squeezed, sinking inward, and soon reached its limit. As "
Bang." With a sound, the golden light mask shattered directly.
Xiao Lin's golden fist did not stop at all, and still hit Monk Cixin in the chest.
Monk Ci Xin's expression suddenly changed. He never expected that the Buddha's Light Golden Body Shield sealed within twelve beads could not withstand the opponent's fist. The Buddha's Light Golden Body Shield was used by Monk Ci Xin during his daily practice.
It is refined through the blessing of Buddha power in the body and sealed within twelve Buddha beads.
Every broken Buddha bead means that it has been used once. Twelve beads represent that the Buddha's Light Golden Body Mask can be used twelve times. In the past, even if you encountered a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, you wanted to break your own Buddha's Light Golden Body Mask with one blow.
Body coverings are also out of the question.
The man in front of him broke his golden body shield with one punch. This not only shocked Monk Cixin, but also gave him a bit of fear.
"Donor, please comment again on the golden body of the Arhat of Compassion." Although the Buddhist monk's golden body cover was broken, he did not panic. Instead, with the sound of the Buddha's name, his bare shoulders instantly turned into golden ones.
Color, golden Buddha light emerged, and in an instant the whole body of the compassionate monk was dyed golden.
Punch it out.
Monk Cixin punched Xiao Lin's fist directly, and the two golden fists collided instantly.
"Click~~"
With a muffled groan, Xiao Lin's body took three steps back in mid-air with a dull expression. Monk Cixin was not so lucky. His body flew hundreds of feet away, and he raised his head in mid-air and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Not only that, his entire right arm was already hanging down limply. At his shoulder, the bones had actually penetrated the muscles, protruding out, and the flesh and blood were blurred.
When Xiao Lin saw this, he was overjoyed. After advancing to the fifth level of the Mysterious Scale in the Holy Scale Burning Heaven Technique, his physical power had surpassed the advanced level of body refining and reached the legendary realm of the Holy Body.
Buddhist disciples who practice Buddhism reshape their physical bodies through Buddha's light. The power of the physical body is extremely powerful. As a Buddhist disciple in the middle stage of Prajna, the power of the physical body has reached the level of Arhat. The power of the physical body can be imagined.
.
Xiao Lin wanted to take this opportunity to test the power of the Holy Scale Burning Heaven Technique at the fifth level of his Black Scale, but unexpectedly he seriously injured Monk Cixin in one fell swoop.
Monk Cixin looked at Xiao Lin with shock on his face and said nothing for a long time.
He never dreamed that the person in front of him would be so terrifying. Not only were there many magic weapons, but his physical power had also been cultivated to an incredible level. Even his own Arhat's golden body was unable to withstand it.
"Amitabha, Donor Lin's magical powers are really domineering, and he is kind and willing to surrender. How about we put an end to the war with Donor?"
When Xiao Lin heard this, he couldn't help laughing. He had never seen such a shameless person. He would stop fighting when he saw that he couldn't beat him. This was a big joke.
"Although Donor Lin has great magical powers, he may not be able to kill the poor monk. Moreover, the Nanluo Kingdom is under the control of the Ancient Buddha Celestial Sect in the West, not to mention that the benefactor may not be able to kill the poor monk.
Even if you really can do it, you will definitely be hunted down by the Ancient Buddha Celestial Sect of the West Pole endlessly, and the final result will be death of your body and your soul returning to bliss."
"I have never been in the habit of letting go of my enemies. I'm afraid I will disappoint you, Monk Cixin." Xiao Lin sneered, and with a flash of golden light, he came directly in front of Monk Cixin, and punched him again.
He smashed it into the chest of the compassionate monk.