Zhu Tong shook his head and stepped back. At the same time, he swung out a cloud of golden needles like a rain of flowers in the sky.
The eighteen red wooden sticks of the Eighteen Arhats of the Golden Buddha Temple danced out like a mountain of stick shadows. With Master Wuxu as the center, they rolled towards the two Manis and the Iron Stick Lama behind them, as well as the Tantric Lama of the Tianlun Temple.
This is the final secret book of the Golden Buddha Temple. It is called the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation. It requires one person as the center to control the offensive of the Eighteen Arhat Monks, forming a mountain-like pressure.
The two Manis felt extremely uncomfortable. They were respected in the Butian Temple. Even if Gonggamu bullied the gate of the Butian Temple, as long as they did not reach the Holy Light Hall, it would not be their turn to take action.
Although this allows them to be less disturbed by the outside world and have more time to practice the difficult Holy Light Temple magic skills, the disadvantages are also obvious. They have few opportunities to fight with others and their ability to adapt to the enemy is very poor.
If they were ordinary thieves and gangsters, they would not even be able to think of taking action under the pressure of their overwhelming momentum. But what they faced today were the Eighteen Arhats composed of the most elite core disciples of the First-grade Golden Buddha. Although his skills are not as good as theirs, he has a strong mind and has the courage to fight through mountains of swords and seas of fire without shying away.
Due to the changes of the times, the eighteen Arhat monks of the Golden Buddha Temple rarely had the opportunity to use the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation. Now that they have actually used it, they are of course filled with excitement and momentum.
The golden needles thrown by Zhu Tong during the first wave of attacks. The two Manis danced the two golden demon-conquering pestles into copper walls and iron walls, protecting themselves and Qusandrom.
But the second wave of attacks that followed could not be resisted. The mountain-like stick shadow of the Eighteen Arhats crashed into it. The iron wall only withstood three attacks before collapsing.
They recited the incantations at the same time, and with a flash of golden light on their bodies, they retreated behind the Iron Bar Lama with Qusangdröm.
It was also helpless. Without the interference of Qusangzhuom, the two Manis could have used another magical power. Although it was a bit difficult to block the Eighteen Arhat Monk's Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, they would not have pushed the six iron rod lamas away in such an embarrassing manner. Go up to resist in exchange for a little breathing space. The Iron Stick Lama obviously can't stop the Vajra Demon Subduing Array, but there is nothing that can be done. Mani Lama's status is more respected than the Iron Stick Lama, so he can only face the Stick Mountain bravely.
"Puff puff..." Several times, the six iron stick lamas couldn't stop them. As soon as they came into contact, both sides were knocked backwards by the huge energy of the stick mountain. When they fell to the ground, their faces were red and blood oozed from the corners of their mouths. They were staggering and unable to stand up like they were drunk. It was obvious that the force that hit them had not been overcome.
But this little gap was enough for the two Mani Lamas to prepare.
They threw Qusangdröm to the Tantric Lama of Tianlun Temple and drank a series of inexplicable and strange tones at the same time.
With the completion of this spell, there was another golden light flashing on their bodies. The two golden light demon pestles shone brightly. They broke through the rolling stick mountain of the Eighteen Arhat Monks and headed straight towards Master Wuxu.
"Puff..." There was another series of muffled sounds. The two Mani Lamas did not know how many times they were hit by the stick mountain, but they remained motionless in the rolling stick mountain as if they had no feeling.
Master Wuxu is the soul of the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation. But the two rays of rays of light that broke through the Stick Mountain were like substance, giving him an instant out-of-body feeling.
Liu Yilan and Zhu Tong, who were a few meters away, both screamed in secret. If it was broken anywhere, the King Kong Demon-Suppressing Array would also be broken up.
Zhu Tong does not believe that there are really people with steel and iron bones in this time. But the two Mani Lamas are subverting his belief. He tested the strength of the eighteen Arhat monks of the Golden Buddha Temple last night with the help of alcohol. He can hit him with just one stick. Break a piece of hard gravel. Each Arhat monk in the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation can borrow the power of his companions. The blow is really unstoppable.
But the two Mani Lamas really just allowed themselves to be beaten.
At this time, Master Wuxu suddenly made a strange move. He dropped the red wooden stick in his hand and drew virtual pictures on his chest with his hands like lightning.
The two rays of rays of light were extinguished. The two Manis also groaned at the same time. The golden light on their bodies scattered and took a few steps back. They fell into the team of Tantric Lamas of Tianlun Temple.
Master Wu Wu has a profound Buddhist practice. Like his master, Master Kongji, his practice in fists and feet is really limited. He still has a calm and confident expression. In fact, he does not see the danger at all, nor does he see it. What is Master Wuxu gesturing at?
Liu Yilan was also confused. She muttered "Zen" in a low voice. After thinking about it, she shook her head. She only felt that the Golden Buddha Temple was indeed profound. It had broken through the secret skills of the two Mani Lamas and the knowledge and cultivation of Master Wuxu. .He is worthy of being the first person to have a first-grade Golden Buddha.
Zhu Tong couldn't help but close his eyes and carefully recalled every move made by Master Wuxu just now. He was afraid that he would miss something if he delayed for a moment.
Four years ago, at the Tianwang Temple in Phoenix City, Zhu Huang used the word "Zen" to back off Master Wuxu, who wanted to rob the Tianwang Temple. Unexpectedly, four years later, Master Wuxu would use that moment to support Huo Huolun. Based on his experience, he created such a mysterious technique.
Zhu Tong worked too hard when he was a child. After he started to wander the world on his own, he realized that personal power is always small; instead of spending so much time cultivating things that are destined to be of no use, it is better to enjoy everything in front of him.
The Bamboo Taoist was an unattainable monument, which changed his understanding of the world. But the love that followed Shi Ye'er made him not feel much about that illusory world.
Therefore, even though he had experienced the baptism of the Red Cloud Golden Summit Suowonda Living Buddha, he had always deviated in the direction of laziness and taking advantage of others; he had never thought about seriously improving his cultivation.
Although the two Mani Lamas were defeated, he was greatly shocked. It turns out that there are people in the world who are not afraid of being hit. Although it was only for a short moment, Master Wuxu's word "Zen" Gave him a heads up.
Zhu Tong asked himself. If he had been in the position of Master Wuxu just now, he would have had only one choice: to run away. Faced with two invulnerable monsters, he would have been completely helpless.
Heaven will not favor anyone for no reason. What Master Wuxu can do, why can't he do it? He is the proud son of Zhumen. As long as he is willing, everything in Zhumen will be open to him unconditionally.
Master Wuxu only relied on Uncle Zhu Huang's instant request to figure out such a wonderful secret technique... There are many people in the Zhu sect who are quick-thinking and profound in learning. A sincere person will never be able to cross the threshold of the first level of Peng Ma.
But why. Zhu Men has been wandering between the second and third rates in the world of martial arts. Master Wuxu is obviously not a quick-thinking person, but he can make Zhu Men's secret skills shine with such amazing brilliance.
No. When Master Wuxu drew the word "Zen", he didn't use the mental method of the Golden Buddha Temple at all. Instead, he used a strange secret technique similar to Peng Ma Gong.
Not to mention that Zhu Tong was meditating, Master Wuxu stopped the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation, walked out of the crowd and walked into the secret cultivation lamas of Tianlun Temple. He stretched out his hand to help the two Mani Lamas and said: "Amitabha, sin, sin, poor monk. A momentary mistake caused the two masters to suffer."
"Puff..." Two sounds. It was not the two Mani Lamas who took action, but they spurted out two mouthfuls of blood at the same time.
A small part of it is due to the injury that was suppressed just now. A large part of it is due to Master Wu Wu being angry. Saying such words at this moment, no matter how it sounds, there is a bit of ridicule from the winner to the loser. Although it is not false. The master's expression was humble and sincere. But the more it looked like this, the more unbearable it became for them.
"Two masters, please be patient. The poor monk here has two secret small return pills. I hope..." Master Wuxu held out two more fragrant goose-yellow pills. He held them to the two Manis with great sincerity. In front of the lama.
"Om mani padme hum. Om mani padme hum." The two Mani Lamas were so angry that they trembled all over. They screamed a few times. They didn't want the golden light-dropping magic pestle anymore. They turned around and left. In their current state .I can’t hold such heavy things anymore.
Rather than staying here and being embarrassed, it's better to leave.
Qusangzhuom waved his silver teeth and saw the Eagle Buddha flag flying on the flag banner in the square of Tianlun Temple being lowered. He waved his silver teeth and walked out of the gate of Tianlun Temple with the six iron rod lamas holding their heads high.
The situation was already unfavorable for Tianlun Temple. As soon as the two Mani Lamas left, Samdrup Living Buddha also left. The esoteric lamas of Tianlun Temple gave up their resistance and stood against the wall dejectedly. This time, Tianlun Temple is about to change its owner again. .
But I don’t know what kind of living Buddha these people will send to Tianlun Temple.
But no matter what, don't get a female living Buddha who has caused troubles and mischief to such an extent.
Qusangzhuomu is really miserable now. She has been looking forward to Master Eagle Buddha appearing at the most critical moment to turn the tide and deter the aggressive power of Jianghu Dao. Tianlun Temple is nothing. She had no intention to do so. I stayed here for a long time but left in such a mess. The impact on Butian Temple's reputation was too great.
She knew that Master went to the desert camp last night and left again for some unknown reason.
She didn't know. No one, including Zhu Tong, noticed that Eagle Buddha was already showing signs of becoming a demon. In his eyes, the way of heaven came first. Apart from that, everything could be given up. Including the reputation of Butian Temple and her, a fairly pretty female disciple.
The matter of presiding over the Living Buddha has come to an end.
Several of the eighteen Arhat monks rushed to the White Hall in the backyard. It is said that Master Kongxue, the crazy snow monk, was imprisoned there.
At this moment, there was a "buzz..." sound. The inside and outside of Butian Temple were enveloped by this loud earthquake.
When the lamas and monks in Tianlun Temple heard this sound, they all knelt down on the ground and prayed with their hands clasped towards the north.
There is a mysterious place in Tianlun Temple. It is the Bell and Drum Tower in the North Campus.
There is a purple-gold copper bell hanging inside. It is five feet high and five feet in diameter. The sound of the temple is nothing. But a hundred years ago, the bell tower was destroyed in a fire and was left in the ruins. At this moment, the bell is called Zhenhun. The big bell suddenly rang. All the monks in Tianlun Temple who knew the inside story were in high spirits and worshiped in the direction of the soul-soaking bell with hope.
Zhu Tong was no exception. He was awakened by the sound of the bell and looked at the lamas and monks kneeling on the ground. It was very strange.
He looked at Liu Yilan. Liu Yilan smiled faintly and shook her head slightly, saying that she didn't know what happened.
So Master Wuxu took the lead, Zhu Tong and Master Wuwu, followed by Liu Yilan, walked towards the north courtyard of Tianlun Temple.
Stepping through the gate of the North Courtyard, they saw a scene that shocked them.