Volume 1: Zhao Shanhe Chapter 75: The Indestructible God Statue
Pieces of irregular clay sculpture fragments actually floated in mid-air, then gathered together strangely, and then spliced together on their own.
In just a dozen breaths, eight Dharma Protector Arhats several feet tall appeared in front of everyone. The cracks on their bodies were eliminated at an extremely fast speed after the dark golden light circulated.
A majestic and solemn aura quietly spread throughout the entire hall, and waves of Sanskrit sounds echoed, as if many monks were chanting sutras in low voices again.
"Pretend to be a ghost and seek death!"
Zhao Yuansong snorted coldly and unsheathed the sword on his back.
Amidst the clear sword chant, the long sword turned into a stream of light, exuding wisps of sword energy, and in an instant it was nailed between the brows of a Dharma Protector Arhat.
In an instant, cracks spread out from between the brows of this clay statue, and a few breaths covered most of its body.
As the magic formula in Zhao Yuansong's hand changed, the long sword suddenly became as heavy as a giant sword, and even the shadow of a small mountain appeared on the sword.
Bang!!!
A clay statue suddenly collapsed, and most of its body was shattered on the ground.
The long sword turned around and floated next to Zhao Yuansong, the sword's edge breathing fierce sword energy.
However, during a burst of dark golden light, the fragments flew into the air, and then rolled back piece by piece, and were spliced together again. It was impossible to tell that the money had been broken for a moment.
Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts suddenly sank, and a bad premonition emerged.
"If you don't respect gods and Buddhas, you will go to hell!"
The eight Dharma Protector Arhats spoke at the same time, their voices loud and solemn, ringing in everyone's ears.
Just like the roar of a Buddhist lion, it actually shook everyone's mood, causing ripples at this moment.
Several detectives retreated subconsciously, and they, who were not even in the physical realm, almost knelt down on the spot, feeling broken and confessing their sins.
Fortunately, Shen Lang snorted coldly, and the awe-inspiring energy from his body filled the air, which helped these people stabilize their mental states.
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."
A murmur seemed to appear in everyone's hearts, sounding like thunder from the sky.
Among a group of glaring Dharma Protector Arhats, a kind-faced Bodhisattva statue appeared, its illusory figure gradually solidified, and a deep Buddha's voice came out of its mouth.
"I use the edge of my sword to open up ten thousand ways!"
Zhao Yuansong shouted violently, stretched out his sword and pointed at the statue of Bodhisattva.
The long sword floating in the air beside him suddenly turned into a stream of light and whizzed away carrying the heavy sword energy.
Upon seeing this, the Protector Arhat's eyes flashed fiercely, and he stepped forward one after another, raising his palms to slap the streak of light that came suddenly.
However, their palms, which were larger than a human body, collapsed the moment they came into contact with the sword light. As if they could not bear the weight, they turned into countless fragments and fell to the ground.
The Bodhisattva statue raised its head, and its kind eyes suddenly changed, and a fierce murderous intention burst out.
"If you don't want to take refuge in my Buddha, you will go to Abi Hell!"
It let out an angry roar, dark golden light flowed from its body, and then gently stretched out a palm with a large number of Sanskrit characters on it.
Suddenly, it slapped forward with the palm of its hand. The Sanskrit words floating in the palm of its hand dispersed the flash of light before it could really touch it, and then slapped the long sword that revealed its true form and flew it away.
The sword energy, which was as powerful as a sword, suddenly collapsed under this palm, and the cost was only the dissipation of less than half of the Sanskrit words in the palm.
But with a flash of his eyes, the Sanskrit words that had disappeared in his palms regrouped, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds came out amid the flow of dark golden light.
"This is the beginning of a Buddhist Bible!"
Ji Yuan looked solemn and said: "But the opening chapter of this Bible has been changed!"
His friend was a disciple of Buddhism, so he naturally had a better understanding of Buddhist scriptures. After looking at it several times, he recognized the Sanskrit in the palm of the Bodhisattva statue.
It's just that the scripture was originally supposed to persuade people to be kind, but the core idea has been changed. It no longer advises people to be kind, but instead tells readers to use the most vicious methods in the world when they encounter something they don't like.
means.
This is simply a crooked way, arbitrarily changing the original meaning of the scriptures, and leading readers to fall into evil ways!
Zhao Yuansong snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the long sword that was knocked away flew back and was held directly in his palm.
"No matter whether it has been modified or not, destroy these pretentious things first!"
He suddenly rushed out, flashing between several Dharma Protector Arhats, and actually rushed straight towards the statue of Bodhisattva.
At the same time as her voice fell, Xu Qiqi and her two senior brothers and sisters had already taken action against the eight protector arhats, and cold light appeared repeatedly as they waved their long swords.
Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan frowned and secretly sighed that these people were too impulsive, so he planned to step forward to help.
But as soon as he leaned forward, he suddenly leaned back and turned to look at Jiang He, who had a confused look on his side.
The other party seemed to be very puzzled by what his senior brothers and sisters were doing at this time. It would be fine if Xu Qiqi was so impulsive, but the other three were all calm and calm in the past, and they still don't know the details of their opponents.
Under such circumstances, I would never act rashly.
However, Jiang He's expression at this time seemed to be a different scene in Ji Yuan's eyes.
He seemed to realize something and quickly turned to look at Shen Lang and Su Hongzhu, only to see that their eyes were calm and they looked as normal.
On the contrary, it was the irritability on the faces of the several police officers behind them that mirrored the feelings in his heart.
In a moment, Ji Yuan understood and immediately shouted in a low voice: "There is something here that is affecting our state of mind. It may be the Sanskrit sound that never stops, or it may be something else."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang He and Shen Lang suddenly showed a look of understanding, and they finally understood why Zhao Yuansong and the other three, who were usually calm and composed, suddenly became so violent.
Previously, I thought they were angry because of the enemy's tricks and took action.
"Shen Lang will find a way to eliminate the influence, Jiang He will protect the agents, and Su Hongzhu will come with me to help!"
Ji Yuan looked around and then spoke quickly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly flew out, and a large number of talismans appeared out of thin air in his hands, which were thrown into the air with his wave.
As the talismans in the talismans were ignited, each talisman suddenly turned into fireballs, water blades, ice edges, sword energy and other forms, and then fell on the eight guardian arhats one after another.
In the overwhelming offensive, the eight clay statues suddenly collapsed into pieces. However, within a few breaths, they were strangely spliced together and quickly restored to their original state.
They are as if they are indestructible. No matter how many times they are broken, they can still recover as before in a short time, and the aura on their bodies has not dropped at all, as if they do not need to pay any price at all.
But Ji Yuan knew that every recovery would definitely require the consumption of something. At most, the cost would be a little smaller than they imagined, but it would definitely not be possible without it.
The movement between heaven and earth has its own set of measurement systems, and there cannot be anything that is endless and inexhaustible.
Just as Ji Yuan once again used a talisman of more than ten feet to smash the eight Dharma Protector Arhats, in the hall where the candlelight could not shine, another angry-eyed Vajra more than ten feet tall suddenly appeared.
They walked forward, making an ear-splitting sound with every step they took.
The body of the angry-eyed Vajra is made of clay, but the weapon in his hand is a divine weapon in the eyes of mortals, only slightly worse than a magic weapon or a heavy weapon.
Either a demon-subduing pestle, a demon-slaying sword, a glazed umbrella, or a ruler of commandments.
In an instant, dozens of weapons fell one after another, forcing everyone present to avoid their sharp edges.
Only Su Hongzhu relied on her indestructible true body to resist the attack of the Angry-Eye King Kong. The weapons fell one after another and the sounds of gold and iron were heard.
Her body turned into afterimages, and she slammed into the body of the angry-eyed King Kong. She relied on her own brute force to shatter the opponent's appearance into pieces.
Wherever it passed, there were only fragments of clay statues all over the ground, and weapons with several holes in them.
But as a layer of dark golden brilliance circulated, these fragments spliced together on their own, and more than a dozen angry-eyed Vajras, like Dharma protectors, recovered in a short period of time and stood up unscathed.
Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan couldn't help but frown, then he put away the talisman in his hand and pulled out the long sword behind his back from its scabbard.
Since the opponent has this weird ability, then continuing to attack him with talismans is just a waste. As long as he doesn't use the magic of 'Yuanbao' and just relies on its own sharpness and tenacity, it won't do anything to his body.
What consumption is generated.
"Sister!"
At this moment, Jiang He suddenly exclaimed, and then rushed forward desperately.
Ji Yuan turned around and saw Zheng Wanrong's figure flying into the air, with large amounts of blood spurting out of her body.
Turning his eyes, he saw a Dharma Protector Arhat slowly retracting his punched fist, with a trace of bright red blood still remaining between his fingers.
It only took a moment for Ji Yuan to understand what had happened. He tiptoed and flew a few feet away.
He came to Jiang He's side, grabbed his shoulders, then suddenly threw him back, and shouted in a low voice: "Protect them!"
Before he finished speaking, he turned around and flew out. With just a few snaps of his fingers, he crossed three or four feet, and then caught Zheng Wanrong who fell from the air.
At this time, blood was gushing out from everywhere on this young woman's body, dyeing her clothes red. However, her face was completely opposite to her body, leaving only a bloodless pale color.
Ji Yuan hurriedly let go of the sword, and grabbed a silver needle with his backhand. His hands were as fast as lightning, and he quickly penetrated the silver needle through the clothes and inserted it into more than 20 acupuncture points of Zheng Wanrong.
When the silver needle is pierced, the medicinal liquid soaked on it for several days releases its medicinal power and pours into the acupoints one by one, stopping the bleeding of the wound and preventing it from deteriorating. Instead, it provides a ray of life.
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Then he took out a porcelain bottle, smashed it into pieces in his palm, gently shook off the broken pieces, and put a round pill into the other person's mouth.
This elixir was made with a special technique. It melted as soon as it was taken into the mouth, turning into a cool liquid that flowed down Zheng Wanrong's throat into her abdomen.
In just a few clicks, a strong vitality emerged from her body. Although her injuries were horrific, her life was saved.
After doing all this, Ji Yuan raised his head. At this moment, four Dharma Protector Arhats had gathered around him, but they were all blocked by the long sword "Yuanbao".
This sword left by the ancestor was guarded by his side with all his heart. Whenever a protector Arhat recovered and wanted to kill him with a punch, he would be pierced through the head by the sword, followed by a wisp of the sword.
The air fell, and he was chopped into pieces on the spot. This chapter has been completed!