Xu Qi'an really wanted to be mischievous and shout, "Wife, come out and see Buddha."
However, he didn't have a wife, and the Dharma image emitted a heavy pressure that made him unable to feel any emotions. He instinctively wanted to kneel and worship.
"Supervisor, why don't you dare to see me …"
Following the thunderous question, Xu Pingzhi, who was struggling to support himself, knelt on the ground.
While feeling fear, he also felt humiliated. The second uncle Xu pressed his hands against the ground and said through gritted teeth, "Ningyan, Cijiu, don't kneel. Stand up, stand up!"
The last three words were shouted out.
After shouting, Xu Pingzhi didn't get a response from his nephew and son. He looked up … His son was holding on to the pillar, the veins on his forehead bulging as if he was trying his best to support himself.
His nephew was leaning against the door with both hands on his saber, stubbornly looking up at the Dharma image in the night sky.
Then, his son and nephew looked over at the same time.
The atmosphere froze for a moment. Fortunately, Xu Cijiu and Xu Ningyan looked away without batting an eyelid.
Phew … These two brats still know how to save me some face! Xu Pingzhi's awkward mood was relieved.
Pfft, look at Second Uncle's cowardly look. He must have spent all his energy on Aunt! Xu Qi'an laughed in his heart.
Father is so embarrassing. It's fine if he kneels, but he has to shout it out. Fortunately, there are no outsiders here! Xu Cijiu secretly despised his embarrassed old father.
"Big Brother, this, this Buddhist monk, what is he planning to do? You, you work in the night watchman's yamen. You know some inside information, right? "Xu Cijiu said intermittently.
He tried to keep his voice from trembling.
He thought that the Western Region and Daibun probably had some differences on some matters, which was why the envoy from the Western Region came to the capital. Judging from the actions of the Buddhist monk tonight, the attitude of the Western Region was obvious — anger!
If it wasn't handled well, the alliance between the Western Region and Daibun might break, and a war might even break out.
As a scholar, Xu Xinnian had an instinctive thirst for knowledge about such major events.
Xu Qi'an deliberated and said, "There is some conflict, but it's not as serious as you think … I don't know the details. At … "
Halfway through his sentence, he changed his words. This was because the reaction of the eminent Buddhist monk was also within Xu Qi'an's expectations.
He suddenly realized something. When Monk Shen Shu was sealed in Daibun, perhaps it was not only because of the mutual help between allies, but also because there were other reasons.
If it was just a mutual help between allies, why would the Buddhists be so angry and mobilized so many people?
…
Grand Spirit Building!
Wei Yuan, draped in a green robe, stood on the observation deck and raised his head to look at the image of a Buddha that covered half of the capital. Its body was infinitely large and was hidden in the rolling dark clouds.
"Thief Arhat Killer!"
His eyes were calm and his back was straight. His green robe fluttered violently in the wind. He seemed to be looking at Fa Xiang.
In the tea room behind him, Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou sat cross-legged with their heads lowered, trying their best to resist the pressure of the Dharma Form.
The higher one's cultivation was, the greater the pressure they would feel.
"The Buddhists are still as strong as ever," Wei Yuan said with emotion.
As he spoke, he turned around to look at his two adopted sons and said calmly, "If Xu Qi 'an was here, I can guarantee that he would be standing. No matter what method he used, he would still be standing."
Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou looked ashamed.
…
In the palace, the Yuanjing Emperor, draped in a dragon robe, walked out of his bedroom accompanied by an old eunuch. He looked up and saw the Buddha face with its eyebrows raised, as if it was hanging above the palace.
That pair of dignified Buddha eyes seemed to be staring at the Yuanjing Emperor.
Inside the palace, the imperial guards held their spears as if they were facing a great enemy. None of them knelt, nor did they show any fear.
The entire palace seemed to have isolated the majesty of Fa Xiang.
"Hmph!"
The Yuanjing Emperor snorted coldly and turned to return to his bedroom.
…
There were millions of people in Capital City and countless martial artists, including the Jianghu people who had come to Capital City recently. Tonight, everyone was trembling with fear, as if it was the end of the world.
There was great fear and panic in their hearts.
At the same time, they couldn't help but think, "This is Capital City, the core city of Daibun. Is there no one who can stop the Buddhists?"
First, there was the little monk who fought in the arena for four days without a single loss. Tonight, there was the arrival of Fa Xiang, which shocked the entire Capital City and questioned the Supervisor from above.
The Supervisor was the guardian of Daibun, the only first-class martial artist.
This was putting the face of the Imperial Court, putting the face of the Supervisor, and putting the face of the millions of people in the capital.
Countless people were hoping that the Supervisor would make a move.
In the newly built Yongzhen Temple of Mountains and Rivers in Sampo, the sword of the founding emperor, the brass sword, was vibrating, as if waiting for its master's call.
Amidst the fervent anticipation of countless people, a clear and melodious whistle rang out, "Noisy!"
The sound was pleasing to the ear and had a clear texture.
Luo Yuheng, wearing a lotus crown on her head and a Tai Chi symbol on her body, walked out of the quiet room, her beautiful hair dancing in the wind.
She looked up at the Buddha's face, stretched out her fair right arm, and suddenly clenched her fist. In the pond, a rusty iron sword broke out of the water and fell into her palm.
Luo Yuheng gently threw the iron sword in her hand. "Go!"
The sword aura was like a rainbow, rushing into the sky.
At first, it was like a thin flame, like a meteorite that was going against the heavens.
Soon, the tip of the sword propped up an arc of air shield with a diameter of 100 meters. It was a wave formed by air resistance.
After a while, the fiery red light illuminated the golden sky, intertwining with the golden Fa Xiang. The thin line had become unimaginably strong.
It was like a red waterfall.
The golden body Fa Xiang snorted coldly. Two giant palms stretched out from the rolling black clouds, trying to catch the sword aura.
The two giant golden palms closed, catching the dazzling sword aura between them.
In the next moment, thunder exploded in the sky above Capital City. The Fa Xiang's hands crumbled into golden light inch by inch, followed by the Buddha's face. The red sword aura mixed with the golden light, forming a magnificent rainbow that danced in the night sky.
The citizens of the capital had probably never seen such a magnificent scene in their entire lives.
"Thud …"
Xu Pingzhi, who had just struggled to get up, knelt down again.
Xu Qi 'an and Xu Xinnian looked away again, not wanting to see their father's (Second Uncle's) embarrassment.
'Was it Luo Yuheng who attacked just now? 'As expected of a second-rank Dao Chief. If that sword was aimed at me …' Xu Qi 'an had mixed feelings.
He had met Luo Yuheng a few times. Although he knew that she was a second-rank Dao Chief, he did not have a clear understanding of her strength.
It was only now that Xu Qi 'an realized how powerful a second-rank Dao Chief was.
'If I knew that this woman was so fierce from the start, I wouldn't have dared to stare at her chest …' A chill ran down Xu Qi 'an's spine. He felt like he had been jumping on the edge of death.
Half an hour later, the sky returned to silence. The red and golden light disappeared, and the dark clouds dissipated. A crescent moon hung in the sky.
It was as if nothing had happened.
The three Xu brothers were relieved. Xu Qi 'an sat on the doorstep, Xu Cijiu sat on the railing of the corridor, and Xu Pingzhi slowly rose to his feet.
"It's good to be young. You're still strong, unlike me who couldn't even stand properly when I was caught off guard.
"But dad was also an unyielding man back then. He didn't even frown when he fought against thousands of enemies."
He looked up at the sky and snorted. "I'm prepared this time. If I have to do it again, I won't lose my composure …"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sanskrit chants rang out in the night sky, and the calm dark clouds rolled again.
Deep within the clouds, a golden light shone. Accompanied by the Sanskrit chants, the dark clouds rolled, and another Dharma Form appeared.
Unlike the previous Dharma Form, this one was more vivid and lifelike, and its face was more ferocious.
Of course, its aura was also several times stronger than before.
"Thud …"
The unyielding Xu Pingzhi knelt again.
This time, however, neither Xu Xinnian nor Xu Qi 'an laughed at him. Xu Xinnian collapsed on the ground, drenched in sweat. Xu Qi 'an half-knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground.
He visualized the indomitable giant in his mind, and his heart was filled with the desire to fight against heaven and earth. Then, he slowly straightened his back and stood with his saber.
'Does Du' e have to fight with the Supervisor … 'Xu Qi' an's heart sank. The millions of people in the capital could not afford such a torment.
Clang!
At this moment, the door was pushed open.
Xu Lingyin rubbed her eyes and stepped over the threshold. "Dad, it's so noisy outside …"
"Go back to the house, go back to the house," Xu Pingzhi shouted.
Xu Lingyin raised her little face and pointed to the sky with her chubby finger. "There are immortals in the sky."
She was mesmerized by the Dharma Form's coercion and was not affected at all.
…
"The Vajra Glaring Dharma Form?!"
Luo Yuheng curled her lips and returned to the quiet room, ignoring her.
One of the Nine Dharma Forms of Buddhism was the Vajra Glaring Dharma Form, which could only be performed by a First-grade Bodhisattva.
It was handed over to the Supervisor, and it had nothing to do with her.
Meanwhile, on the Eight Trigrams Stage in the Stargazing Tower.
The white-haired and white-bearded old Supervisor stood at the edge of the Eight Trigrams Stage with his hands behind his back. The night wind fluttered his beard.
"The agreement back then was between you and the royal family. What does it have to do with me?" The Supervisor said angrily.
The boundless Dharma Form opened its mouth and spoke in a voice that only the Supervisor could hear. "If it wasn't for us Buddhists, you wouldn't have been able to enter the first rank.
"Now that Shen Shu has appeared, if you don't give us an explanation, I will personally come to the capital."
"If you dare to come to the capital, I will send you back to samsara." The Supervisor sneered and asked, "What does the Buddhists want?"
"It's what you want. You should know that once Shen Shu regains his physical body, it will bring disaster to the Buddhists," the Vajra Dharma Form roared.
"Then do you know that if Shen Shu continues to be sealed in Sampo, it will bring disaster to the Daibun?" The Supervisor asked.
The Vajra Dharma Form said, "You Celestial Commissioner made this mess yourself, and you want the Buddhists to take responsibility for it?"
"What's the point of saying these useless things? Your Dharma Form can only last for half an hour. If you have something to say, hurry up and say it. Don't disturb the people's sleep," the Supervisor said impatiently.
"Two things. First, find the Myriad Demon Country's remaining forces and find Shen Shu's severed arm. Second, the Buddhists want to borrow your Tianji Compass for three years. "
"Come and get it if you can," the Supervisor said calmly.
"Alright!"
The Vajra Dharma Form disappeared.
…
"Eh, they didn't fight this time?"
Xu Qi 'an looked at the sky. The Vajra Dharma Form that had the aura of a god and demon had already disappeared. There was no earth-shattering battle like before.
It only stayed in the sky for a while before disappearing.
Xu Pingzhi and Xu Erlang slowly exhaled. They looked like they were about to collapse.
"Lingyin, don't just stand there. Hurry up and help your father and second brother back to their rooms," Xu Qi 'an called out.
"Go go go!"
Xu Pingzhi scolded his nephew. "Come here. What's the point of raising you for 20 years?"
Xu Qi 'an hurried over to support them.
After sending Second Uncle and Erlang back to their rooms, Xu Qi 'an communicated with Monk Shen Shu in his mind. "Master, master … did you see what happened just now?"
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