Chapter 128 The most embarrassing victory in history
Fa Yi's hatred for Fa Hai had reached the point where he would not hesitate to pay any price. After taking a Kanglong Pill, he reached out to grab it again. Two golden lights flew out from the mustard bag one after another, transforming into two humanoid war puppets.
A right hand protects you by your side.
One of these two war puppets was the bearded general who appeared in the previous battle. He was rugged and unarmed, carrying six thorns on his back.
The other war puppet has never appeared before, but his aura is three points stronger than that of Big Beard. His body is covered in scales and he holds a giant mountain-opening sword covered with runes. He is extremely powerful and majestic.
Seeing Fa Yi's high-quality magic weapons and elixirs being thrown out one after another, Fa Hai surprisingly did not stop him and seize the opportunity. Instead, he retreated more than ten feet with a smile on his face, almost to the edge of Xianyun, and gave
Fa Yi left enough time to act, which made everyone watching the battle a little confused.
Fa Yi didn't know why Fa Hai was laughing, and he didn't want to know. His only thought at this time was to prevent Fa Hai from turning around forever.
"Fahai! suffer death!"
Fa Yi, with all his wealth and full power, let out a roar that split the sky, and together with the two war puppets beside him, turned into three streams of light, one purple, two gold, and rushed towards Fahai.
Just as Fa Yi's figure activated, Fa Hai across from him suddenly smiled and said lightly, "I give up in this game~"
As soon as he said this, all the eyeballs fell from Zhan Shuoyun's eyes all around.
Give up?!
Seeing that a vigorous battle of the century was about to be staged, which whetted everyone's appetite, Fahai unexpectedly came up with an anticlimactic performance. How could this live up to the expectations, and how could it live up to the high-quality magic weapons and elixirs that exploded one after another, and even...
Fa Yi has swallowed the rare elixir Kang Long Dan?
So irresponsible!
Isn’t this just toying with people?
"Admit defeat?! What a beautiful idea, just go to hell!"
He exerted all his strength, but hit a ball of air. Fa Yi immediately went crazy. He went three points faster and pounced on Fa Hai like a demonic barrier. Behind him, the two puppets also accelerated one on the left and one on the right.
They rushed forward and surrounded them, trying to prevent Fahai from escaping.
"I apologize for bearing the thorns!"
"Sweep across the six countries!"
Seeing Fa Hai repeating his old tricks and hiding himself again, Fa Yi, who was afraid that Fa Hai would run away, controlled the two war puppets and launched a killing blow.
Six thorns rose up from the back of the bearded warrior leader, intertwining into a huge net of thorns in the air, covering an area of 100 feet around where Fahai originally stood.
And the sword-wielding puppet swept out a giant sword ring that seemed to be real, and connected with the net of thorns to cover all the possible hiding spaces in Fahai.
Fa Yi himself did not use magical powers, but with the blessing of Kanglong Dan, his speed was ten times faster than usual. He rushed away after the sword ring, and only waited for the sword ring to force Fa Hai out of his body, and gave him
A fatal blow.
It's a pity that everyone watching the battle on Shuanyun, especially Fa Yi, who was overwhelmed by hatred, had not guessed Fahai's thoughts before. When they wanted to stop him from leaving, they suddenly discovered that he was too far away from Shuoyun.
Close.
"ah!"
The ring of swords passed by, the giant net flew into the air, and Fa Hai's figure had long since disappeared above Shui Yun. Above the entire arena, under the gaze of everyone, only Fa Yi was left, looking up to the sky and howling angrily.
Frustrated to death!
"Fa Yisheng!"
The abbot senior brother crossed his body, formed seals with both hands, and with his fifth-level cultivation force, stopped Fa Yi who wanted to jump off Shui Yun and continue to pursue him, and then loudly announced the result of this competition.
Fa Yi was stopped abruptly by the abbot senior brother. Fa Yi felt infinitely aggrieved, and a glistening trace of tears actually fell on his miserable handsome face. In his life, he had never been so humiliated and depressed after winning.
"Fahai, I will never let you go!"
…
In the inner courtyard, inside the Zen Master Wudu’s Zen room.
Fahai's mood at this time was a hundred times more uneasy than when he was on the stage just now, because not only was his master in the Zen room, but there was also an unexpected person sitting peacefully - Abbot Wuhua.
Abbot Wuhua is a middle-aged man with a handsome face and a calm demeanor. Apart from being slightly handsome, there is nothing surprising about him. He looks just like the uncle next door.
But Fahai knew in his heart that this was just an appearance. Fahai had only met the great abbot a few times in Dalin Temple over the years, but every time he met, he would have a feeling of looking up at a mountain, as if he only needed a slight
A smile is enough to make people feel blessed.
Moisturizing things silently is a state, a manifestation of the ultimate state of mind cultivation.
In Dalin Temple, there are many legends about the Great Abbot. He was born in the market and was expelled from the sect three times. He also made countless jokes in the world of cultivation. However, the prodigal son returned with gold, and since he returned to the sect, he has become the Great Abbot.
After taking the throne, he led Dalin from one glory to another.
The Great Abbot's cultivation may not be the highest in the temple, but the Great Abbot is definitely the supreme being in the temple, the supreme leader!
Dalin Temple can only have one leader, that is the Great Abbot. Dalin Temple can only have one voice, and that is the Great Abbot's decree.
These are the sect rules, and they are also the basis for a sect to establish itself in the world of cultivation and be passed down for tens of thousands of years.
In any sect, it is not easy to be the supreme master, let alone one who can do it simply by relying on high cultivation.
A famous sect is different from casual cultivators. It is a collective. If a sect wants to gain a foothold, develop, and grow in the world of cultivation, and even last for generations, it needs a strong and powerful team and a wise and powerful leader. This person who controls the direction
The person who leads the way is the supreme leader.
The supreme leader is the person with the most power and the most worried person. Worrying means sacrificing a lot of time to manage the sect and not being able to devote all of his energy to cultivation. Therefore, the sacrifices of the supreme leader are huge.
, and it is something that all the disciples who can practice peacefully and pursue ascension under the protection of the sect must be grateful.
Therefore, in Dalin Temple, even the legendary Supreme Elders cannot challenge the authority of the Great Abbot.
Moreover, in order to compensate for the sacrifice of the great abbot and ensure the authority of the great abbot, there is a "Great Light Sutra" in the temple which states that only the great abbot and future great abbots are qualified to practice.
Not only Dalin Temple, this situation is common in all sects.
…
"Amitabha, disciple Fahai pays homage to the great abbot! Pays homage to the master!"
"Sit down!"
Seeing Fahai's courtesy, the great abbot couldn't help but smile lightly, waved his hand casually, and motioned for Fahai to sit down and talk.
"What? Your kid is also nervous?" Zen Master Wudu joked, "Strictly speaking, the Great Abbot is still your savior. If he hadn't fought against everyone's opinion, how could your kid be lucky enough to get the Great Return Pill?"
"Senior Brother Wudu's words are wrong. Pills are dead and people are alive. A single big return pill can be exchanged for an outstanding disciple with a bright future. In the final analysis, Dalin took advantage."
The great abbot waved his hand and looked at Fahai, his eyes full of satisfaction.
"Fa Hai, do you feel aggrieved that you were deliberately defeated by Fa Yi this time?"
"No, it has always been a disciple's wish to serve the great abbot and do his best for Dalin Temple. What does it mean to be a little grievance?" Fahai replied hypocritically.
"Do you know why I let you lose to Fa Yi?"
"I don't know, and I don't want to know. I only know that I have to work for the Great Abbot in a down-to-earth manner, so that I can live up to the Great Abbot's life-saving grace and live up to the virtues cultivated by Dalin."
"That's good if you think so."
The great abbot nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly said, "I have heard that girl Miaoyu praise you many times for your excellent literary talent and extraordinary knowledge. You are unparalleled among the younger generation of Dalin. I think I, Dalin, have always pursued the path of Zen and martial arts. My disciples
Most of them have more than enough force but not enough strategy. It is great luck for Dalin to have an all-rounder like you."
"The great abbot is so complimentary, the disciple is ashamed." Fa Hai said modestly, feeling speechless for a while. The emotion the great abbot admired for him actually originated from Miaoyu.
"Your advantage is humility, and your disadvantage is that you are too modest. Some people say that modesty is a manifestation of hypocrisy, but in my opinion, moderate hypocrisy is not a manifestation of wisdom. Hypocritical people in this world can often benefit.
As long as we monks don't ascend to the heavens for a day, we have to deal with people in this world. Being more hypocritical is more suitable for survival."
"What the Great Abbot said is absolutely true, Nawu~" Zen Master Wudu nodded and agreed, "Life is just a play. Only when you act wonderfully can you live freely."
"Living is a kind of practice! As long as you don't forget your original intention, you will be able to achieve success. A flower blooms at a thought, and a flower falls at a thought. In this world where mountains are long and rivers are far away, only smart people can reach the other shore~"
The great abbot and Zen Master Wudu started to talk about Zen. After a long time, they noticed Fa Hai again.
"Fa Hai, there is no need for you to participate in the remaining competitions. Are you willing to go to Beijing to handle a private matter for me? Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with the eight souls you need...
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