The old man's face turned pale with fright as he cursed in his heart.
Where did this stinky monk come from?
He actually saw through my true body at a glance?
What the hell!
As for the few disciples beside him, they were scared out of their wits.
Holy shit!
Master is crazy!
He even killed mortals!
"No, no, I'm a human …"
Before he finished speaking, Xu Que punched out without hesitation.
The old man wailed and fell to the ground. He twitched twice before he stopped moving.
"Ah, ah, ah! Master, you killed someone! "Kakarrot exclaimed," Our great quest for the Buddhist scriptures is over! "
Just now, he didn't even have a chance to see clearly before Xu Que killed him!
Xu Que shook his head and said righteously, "This is a demon, not a human."
The few disciples looked at each other and revealed a frightened expression at the same time.
It's over … Master has gone crazy …
Xu Que and the others didn't believe him and smiled, "Alright, then I'll go find the demon for you to see."
With that, he leaped into the forest.
On the other side, the White Bone Spirit left the old man's body and fled back to her cave abode in a panic.
After casting a spell to seal the entrance of the cave abode and adding several defensive spells, the White Bone Spirit heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the stone chair in shock.
"How could that stinky monk see through my true body?" The White Bone Spirit was puzzled.
She was a human who died with a breath of resentment. In the end, the white bones didn't rot and formed a White Bone Spirit.
She was a demon that transcended the five elements and was not in the Underworld's Book of Life and Death. As long as she had enough time, she could cultivate to become a peerless great demon.
Even though her cultivation was not high, the human form she transformed into was definitely not something a mortal could see through.
"Fortunately, that monk doesn't have cultivation and shouldn't know spells. I'm safe here for now …"
Bang!
Before the White Bone Spirit finished speaking, a muffled sound came from outside the cave abode.
She was stunned, but before she could go out to see what was going on, she heard an arrogant voice.
"White Bone Spirit, open the door! You have the ability to steal a man … No, you have the ability to act as an old man, but you don't have the ability to open the door! "
Eek!
The White Bone Spirit almost screamed.
It was that stinky monk. Why did he chase them all the way here?
He had already concealed his aura. Even a monk with powerful Dharmic powers would need to spend a lot of time to find this place!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Outside the cave, the muffled sounds became more and more rapid, as if someone was madly hammering the cave with their fists.
Before White Bones could think carefully about what to do, it suddenly heard a crack.
The formation he had just constructed shattered into pieces and disappeared into thin air.
Xu Que strode into the cave abode with a benevolent smile on his face. "Amitabha. Benefactor, I'm here to release you from purgatory."
After saying that, he stepped forward and gave the White Bone Spirit a set of Farmer's Three Punches, not giving it a chance to beg for mercy.
Bang!
With a single punch, the White Bone Spirit instantly turned into a pile of bones. Just like that, she perished.
Although Xu Que's body had no Dharmic powers, it had been tempered by the Fiend Source, Immortal Essence, and Buddhist Dharma. It was extremely powerful and had the effect of breaking demons.
For a demon like the White Bone Spirit, who did not have much demonic powers and only relied on changing her skin to deceive people, a set of Farmer's Three Punches was enough to kill her.
In front of the golden mirror, the few old monks were completely dumbfounded.
The White Bone Spirit that they had high hopes for did not have any effect at all. It was defeated the moment it appeared!
"What's going on? How can we still go through the trial like this! "
"There's something wrong with this guy. Is he a Buddhist cultivator? Why is he so murderous!"
"We must not let this person pass the Arhat's trial!"
Along the way, Xu Que had already killed a lot of people. These old monks hated his actions to the core and didn't want him to pass the Son of Buddha Contest at all.
What did Buddhist cultivators rely on?
It was the Buddhist Dharma and verbal attacks!
It was to use a benevolent heart to influence the people of the world!
If you f * cking punch three times, then what's the difference between us Buddhist cultivators and those ordinary cultivators?
It's simply lowering the standard of our Buddhist cultivators!
However, the old monks did not have the ability to control the trial. They could only grit their teeth and stare at Xu Que, allowing him to go straight through the Arhat's trial.
A few old monks were so angry that they almost bit the praying mats they were sitting on.
Humiliation, it was definitely a humiliation!
To let such a person pass the trial was definitely a humiliation for those who studied Buddhist Dharma!
"I have an idea!" The fat old monk's eyes suddenly lit up as he said loudly.
When the surrounding old monks heard that, they hurriedly surrounded him.
The fat old monk lowered his voice and said slowly, "Although we can't control the Buddhist trial, we can inject our cultivation into it. That way, the demon's strength will increase greatly."
"This … is a good idea. But how can you be sure that he won't be able to beat it?"
Xu Que's performance along the way had already shocked the old monks.
Especially that powerful body, it had left a deep impression on them.
One punch to kill a demon. Who could withstand that?
And eighty-one tribulations? According to this method, even the eighty-one tribulations could only last for a few more days!
The flow of time in the Realm of Memories was one to one compared to the outside world. That meant that a hundred days in there was only one day in the outside world.
In less than half a month's time in the Realm of Memory, Xu Que had already killed more than 20 monsters. He had traveled almost a third of the way through the Realm of Memory!
The others had not even submitted to their fourth disciple yet!
The fat old monk said in a deep voice, "I've observed carefully. Although his body is strong, he does not have any Dharmic powers. Even so, there are not many demons that can fight him on the journey west. Therefore, we have to inject our cultivation into the strongest demon. Now that I've put it this way, you should know who is the most reliable, right?"
The old monks pondered for a moment before revealing looks of enlightenment.
Golden Roc King!
The demon with the strongest background on the journey west! It was once the true Buddha's mount. Later, it escaped the Great Thunderclap Monastery and came to the mortal world, becoming one of the eighty-one tribulations.
"As long as the Golden Roc King obtains our cultivation, Tang Xuanzang will definitely not be its match!"
"Indeed. The Golden Roc King has cultivated by the true Buddha's side for many years. Its body is strong and its Dharmic powers are profound. In this Realm of Memories, its strength is almost identical. With our infusion, it will definitely be able to defeat Tang Xuanzang."
"There's no time to lose. Let's go now!"
The old monks made a prompt decision and sat down cross-legged. They circulated their cultivation techniques and began taking action.
Their bodies emitted rays of golden light. Their eyes were filled with hot blood and determination.
They must not let Tang Xuanzang obtain the true sutra!
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