The array-breaking scripture stimulates qi and blood, the palm is like a millstone, the fingers are like jade pillars, covering the sky and covering the earth, and the thunder-controlling technique is used, and the gods and thunder are wrapped around the palm, making this hand seem like heaven, and the power of the gods cannot be invaded. In addition to the divine thunder, Fang Xing even used the destructive divine power of the Huangfu clan. The gray smoke was looming, carrying an indescribably terrifying aura. It can be said that this palm seems simple, but it has already worked for a while. The devil's most powerful techniques now, coupled with such a fleeting opportunity, are his all-out efforts!
There is no other reason, and Fang Xing also knows that this catch is a unique opportunity!
Although in his perception, the Buddhist disciple of the Bi'an Temple has no aura and seems to have no cultivation, but he does not believe that the Buddhist disciple of the Bi'an Temple will be an ordinary person, so this grasp has already been budgeted The Buddha's next struggle and counterattack.
He thought to himself, in such an extremely abrupt situation, even a master of the five slashing realms, it would be difficult to escape this catch!
Although Fang Xing is full of courage and dares to think and do anything, he is not a fool. Before he made a move, he had already foreseen many kinds of changes. The divine bow scattered and wounded the monks around the Buddha, and then he took the opportunity to catch the Buddha. It seemed to others that everything was going well, but the many small thoughts in the middle were beyond ordinary people's guess.
It was the result of careful consideration of every detail, and I thought that I had already grasped all the changes in my chest.
It's a pity that something unexpected happened to him!
That palm was grabbed straight at Buddha, and the powers of thunder force and shattering power were about to explode, shattering the defense that Buddha was about to come.
But what Fang Xing didn't expect was that the Buddha had no defense at all!
Grabbing it with one palm, he grabbed the Buddha directly, only to feel that his body was light, even fragile, much weaker than ordinary people, and the various divine powers attached to his palm almost killed the Buddha in an instant. The skinny body was torn to shreds...
"I'm going, I really don't have any cultivation..."
Fang Xing was taken aback, the shock in his heart was indescribable, without even thinking about it, all the divine power immediately dissipated like a tide, and he even did not hesitate to attract his own mana backlash, shaking his viscera, and spurting out a mouthful of blood... But it was not because of his kindness, The main reason is that this Buddha is too weak, and he would tear him to pieces when he occasionally leaked a ray of divine power. Fang Xing didn't really want to kill him, but had to do his best to save his life for the volume of the Supreme Dao Sutra. Therefore, I can only do my best, even at the expense of being injured, and take back all my divine power!
This really makes Fang Xing depressed...
The dignified Buddha of the Bi'an Temple, the future master of the Pure Land who is in charge of the merit spectrum, has no cultivation at all
You must know that even Huiyue, an ordinary monk in the Bi'an Temple, has the power to kill three, and can fight her a few tricks!
When it was the turn of the Buddhist disciples of the Bi'an Temple, he became a pure ordinary person
Then how could Shenxiu lose to him for Nine Lives Nine Worlds...
Although I was depressed in my heart, after all, I couldn't let this Buddha die directly, I could only withdraw his mana.
Fortunately, he has now stepped into the state of cutting five, and he is full of divine power and spells, which can be said to be gathered and scattered. Although he came urgently and even caused himself to be injured, he finally managed to take it back, and then the palm turned into a normal shape , Lifting the Buddha up, inside the sleeve, the fairy rope flew out like a spirit snake, tied the Buddha like a rice dumpling, and ran away after holding it in his hand...
It’s a long story. In fact, from the time he yelled the first sound of “A strange treasure is born” to the present, it’s not even half a cup of tea. The Buddha is in his hands, and it is only a blink of an eye.
"Whoosh!"
He didn't even care about his own injuries, his body was like a shooting star, the sword demon flapped its wings in the void, and flew thousands of feet in an instant...
"Hoof hoof da da..."
In the distance, the green donkey that had been waiting for him came out from behind a hillside, threw off its four hooves, and ran parallel to him, while Fang Xing also threw the Buddha who had been tied into rice dumplings directly to it. On his back, he unfolded the free and unrestrained movement technique, his figure was like a fairy, and while he was rushing, he secretly used wood techniques to heal his injuries. The speed of one person and one donkey was extremely fast, and they disappeared under the night sky very quickly...
"What happened?"
In the valley, someone heard the sound of the runestones exploding outside, and hurriedly came out to check.
But after looking at it like this, I was stunned immediately, but I saw the place where the monks of the Bi'an Temple were in a mess, all the Buddhist guardians, the robes of the monks were torn, and they were covered with wounds. They looked extremely miserable, and some people were even seriously injured and dying. The one with a higher level of cultivation and a lesser injury was also trying to get up, his voice was panicked and shrill, and he even yelled towards the distant night sky with a cry.
"Buddha... Buddha has been taken away..."
This shout stunned all the monks in the Pure Land.
For a full three breaths, no one spoke, and there was silence between heaven and earth.
What are you kidding
Buddha was kidnapped
What kind of person is the Buddha, how could he be taken away
And who is so bold as to dare to take away the Buddha
Or who is so capable that he has the ability to take away the Buddha
"What happened?"
After a long time, a few people suddenly jumped forward, with shocked faces, those monks and people from the three ancient tribes who entered the valley, after they were shocked, their brows were full of disbelief How could such a thing happen, and in this abyss of magic, who can snatch the son of God from the hands of the five guardian arhats
"Just now... you entered the valley... someone... used rune stones to attack... we... protected the Buddha with our bodies, but we were seriously... seriously injured, and then the man rushed... rushed over, tied the Buddha, and fled towards... the west it's..."
A monk forcibly suppressed the injury and answered, pointing at the distant night sky with trembling fingers.
"Ridiculous... how could this happen?"
One of the gods of the ancient clan shouted subconsciously, holding a swarthy armor in his hand, which was the Xuanminghan golden armor.
"Hurry up and chase..."
With a bang, a tall and burly monk flew into the sky and headed west.
"If something happened to the Buddha... us... all of us, ten thousand deaths cannot atone for our sins..."
boom! boom! boom!
There were also several monks who were extremely tyrannical and did not say a word, their magic power was completely destroyed, and they rushed to catch up...
An indescribable horror rose from the hearts of the Pure Land cultivators, as if a big hand had captured their hearts. This fear was so majestic and turbulent that they didn't even have the time to get angry. They just felt it. I was deeply afraid, and subconsciously tried my best to save the Buddha, erase this absurd mistake, and return to the right track.
Buddha was kidnapped...
... Damn, who will believe it!
On this day, the pure land was doomed to be in great chaos, and the news that the Buddha was taken away by others was simply unbearable. Once it spread, it immediately alarmed the ten ancient clans, and even the ancestors outside the Moyuan were shocked. How many jaws were dropped, how many cups were dropped, and after that, almost all the power in the Moyuan was mobilized in the Pure Land. Hexagrams, consume one's own mana and even fate, but also to deduce the identity of the bold person...
Of course, Fang Xing didn't know that he had caused such a disaster. At this time, he was using the ghost cover-up technique to summon the green mist, enveloped himself and the green donkey in it, and then fled in a hurry, laughing while running. Vomit blood from time to time...
"Apprentice, did you see that, is your master hanging on?"
"What kind of Buddha son of his mother, is he easily captured by my young master?"
"You said that the Buddhist disciple of the Bi'an Temple has no cultivation base at all. Who would believe it..."
"My junior brother Shenxiu actually lost to a mortal who has nine lives and nine lives, even I don't want to believe it!"
While bragging about himself, he was looking for a suitable hiding place. Fortunately, the Demon Abyss has a vast terrain, and he only picks out evil monsters and no one can escape. In addition, there are ghosts covering his eyes to hide his breath. Turning to the south, and finally turning to the north, there is no rule at all, thinking that no one can catch up with me, so I found a quiet valley and stopped, and sat cross-legged to heal my internal injuries.
At that time, he was eager to withdraw his divine power, which caused his internal organs to be seriously injured. If it wasn't for his physical strength, he might not have escaped so far. What's more, he also had the backlash of mana and disordered meridians. No way!
Set up a big formation, let the green donkey look at the Buddha carefully, and kicked him if he was dishonest, and then calmly adjusted his breath.
During this process, the Buddha was honest, he didn't say a word, he just crossed his knees and chanted sutras, without any panic.
And Fang Xing, after an hour, finally opened his eyes, exhaled slowly, bloody, but his spirit has become vigorous again, his eyes are shining brightly, and the internal injury has been completely controlled until At this time, he turned his head and looked at the Buddha seriously, with suspicion and curiosity on his face, as if he was thinking about something...
"Are you the Buddhist disciple of the Bi'an Temple?"
He opened his mouth curiously, his eyes swept wildly at the Buddha, and after looking at it for a while, he was a little disappointed, and secretly said: "This Buddha is really poor, not to mention that he has no cultivation, and he doesn't even have a treasure on him." , how dare you be a disciple of Buddha..."
And the Buddhist disciple of the Bi'an Temple didn't open his eyes until this time, looked at Fang Xing calmly, and said in a low voice: "Little monk Huineng, ten thousand years ago, he was just a monk who swept away by my Buddha. Disciple, how can I be called a disciple of the Buddha?"
"Your name is Huineng, so I didn't catch you wrong..."
Fang Xing stared at the monk with weird eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "You are a dignified Buddha, why don't you have any cultivation?"
The monk still had no expression on his face, and asked indifferently: "People in the Buddhist sect practice the Dharma, so what do you need to do?"
"Forehead… "
One sentence overwhelmed Fang Xing's question, and he didn't know how to answer it. After a while, he said, "Based on this sentence, you are not as good as my junior brother Shenxiu..."