Lu Zhou's expression remained unchanged. He stroked his beard and wondered, "Mutual destruction? You think too highly of yourself. "
Didn't this monk think about the void?
If an ordinary person had given such an evaluation, the monks would have flown into a rage and struck out with their rods, severely injuring the person and driving him out of the temple. However, the newcomer did not come with good intentions. An expert who could force the twelve Vajras to retreat with his sound technique alone would not be easy to deal with. The Blood Sun Temple did not have many monks, but with these two karmic flames, they became famous. All the sects in Great Tang feared them.
The old man had criticized the abbot to his face. The monks could only feel resentful in their hearts, not daring to show it.
"Old benefactor has mastered the Hellfire?" Fa Hua asked tentatively.
Lu Zhou was as calm as an old well. He looked at Fa Hua indifferently.
Fa Hua also knew that this question was a little offensive, so he explained, "Since old benefactor has also mastered the hellfire, you know the power of the hellfire. Once touched by the Karmic Fire and suffered from the corrosion, the Karmic Fire would enter the eight extraordinary meridians and burn the dantian and qi sea. A Nine-leaf cultivator without karmic fire would be slightly weaker in the face of karmic fire. I have cultivated diligently for more than 800 years and have cultivated the Red Lotus Karmic Fire … "
Hu.
Fa Hua opened his palm.
A red lotus floated above his palm.
Scarlet flames slowly rose, as if blood had dyed the flames red, the scarlet red was eye-catching. All the monks revealed looks of envy and awe. This was probably the foundation and confidence that the Blood Sun Temple had been able to stand until now.
This was the art of conversation. No matter how much reason was spoken, it all came back to the fist. Since ancient times, whether it was on Earth or in the foreign lands, if one wanted to intimidate the enemy and make them play by one's own rules, one had to display a sufficiently large fist.
He retracted his fingers, and the Karmic Fire of the Red Lotus disappeared.
Fa Hua showed a kind smile and said meaningfully, "Amitabha …"
Lu Zhou asked disapprovingly,
"Between Fa Kong and you, who is stronger and who is weaker?"
Fa Hua's expression didn't change as he replied, "If we were to clash head-on, this old monk and junior brother Fa Kong would be evenly matched. If we were to take a roundabout route to pin him down, I would be slightly better than Fakong in a battle of zen and magic. "
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded.
"Since I can kill Fa Kong, I can kill you too. You have one more life than him? "
"…"
Silence reigned in the main hall.
The monks widened their eyes in disbelief.
Fa Hua was in disbelief. The prayer beads in his left hand stopped spinning.
"Did the old benefactor kill Fa Kong?!" Fa Hua was shocked.
The monks rose to their feet and stared at Lu Zhou as though they were facing a great enemy.
Lu Zhou's expression did not change at all. However, he was puzzled. He did not seem to know much about Fa Shi's journey to the golden lotus domain.
"Don't you know about Fa Kong?" Lu Zhou asked calmly.
"Although I'm the abbot, I can't restrain Junior Brother Fa Kong … All I know is that he's close to the Sky Martial Court, and he said he's going to do something shocking. What I didn't expect was that I would never return. "
After saying this, Fa Hua suddenly stood up. His weathered and dispirited face was now full of vigor.
"Old benefactor, are you really from the golden lotus domain?"
The monks got into position.
He looked like he was ready to fight at any moment.
Lu Zhou continued stroking his beard calmly. He ignored Lu Zhou and said, "I've made my objective clear when I came. Whatever this old man asks you, you just need to answer. "
Next to the second pillar of the Great Strength Hall, a burly monk shook his kasaya and attacked with his palms.
"Even if Buddha is here today, he won't be able to save you …"
Red energy surged out of his body. His palms were like blades as he leaned forward at a 45-degree angle toward Lu Zhou's face.
The monks were shocked.
They did not expect the Palm Zen Hall's First Seat to suddenly attack.
Without rules, there would be no order. The Palm Zen Hall's Hui Neng was in charge of the temple's affairs, rules, and etiquette.
Lu Zhou remained seated on his chair, unmoving.
The palm blade was about to land when Lu Zhou made his move.
The Buddhist Great Vajra Wheel Hand Seal!
He waved his sleeve.
It was as casual and elegant as brushing away a fly.
Bam!
The palm seals collided at such a close distance. The golden and red palms collided immediately.
As expected, the Palm Zen Hall's First Seat, Hui Neng's red palms were broken as he reeled back. The others exclaimed in shock. They watched as the palm seal flew past Hui Neng and struck the second pillar of the Great Strength Hall with a boom.
It returned to where it came from.
The pillar of the Great Strength Hall cracked. Creak! Creak! Even if the pillar was broken, it would not crumble easily.
The others were stunned.
After the palm strike.
The Great Strength Hall was deathly silent.
Only an extremely great disparity in strength could cause such a difference.
The red palm strike's power was pitifully weak.
Hui Neng grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood before he fell from the pillar.
Lu Zhou was the only one who seemed unaffected. He stroked his beard calmly.
Hui Neng's Eight-leaf cultivation base could not last more than a single strike from the old man.
…
Fa Hua's expression was grim. "Golden palm, Great Vajra Wheel Hand Seal?"
"Sit."
Lu Zhou raised a hand.
Fa Hua seemed like a guest, but Lu Zhou had turned the tables on him.
Fa Hua forcibly suppressed his turbulent emotions and sat down.
Lu Zhou said, "The Buddha's light shines on all living beings. I spared his life with this palm strike. Are you satisfied? "
"If I may be so bold, I'd like to learn from you."
Fa Kong slammed the table.
The table shattered.
He charged at Lu Zhou in a straight line.
A red flame appeared on his right palm.
He struck with his palm.
Lu Zhou remained seated. He raised his hand to meet the attack.
The two palms collided.
Bam!
Fa Hua's palm was burning with red flames. However, there was nothing on Lu Zhou's palm.
The monks were overjoyed.
Nobody dared to resist the karmic fire without using their energy.
The seemingly ordinary palm strike was a powerful attack from a Nine-leaf cultivator. Nobody dared to underestimate the 12 vajras and the three First Seats.
However, Fa Hua felt a faint chill in his palm.
A streak of blue appeared between his fingers. The golden palm strike shot out.
Bam!
"Abbot!"
Fa Hua retreated.
He somersaulted 180 degrees in the air and struck again.
"Vajra Karmic Fire Palm!"
Lu Zhou raised his palm again.
The two palms collided again.
This time, it was a contest of Primal Qi.
The flames on Fa Hua's palm burned brighter.
Creak! Creak!
The Great Strength Hall looked like it was going to collapse.
At this moment, a red lotus appeared under Fa Hua's feet. The red lotus was burning.
Fa Hua's avatar rose slowly.
The nine leaves were shocking.
Lu Zhou frowned. 'Is this old bald donkey trying to force me to use a Deadly Strike Card?
The card is too expensive. It's not worth it to use it on this bald donkey. '
Lu Zhou chose the Heavenly Writing power.
From no beginning, in all things, the cycle of reincarnation, all knowledge.
The Buddhist Great Seal of Fearlessness.
His palm shone with blue light while the outside shone with golden light.
One-third of his extraordinary power was unleashed.
Whizz!
The peculiar sound of energy resonating rang in the air.
Fa Hua felt his arm go numb. He was in danger of being severed. His heart skipped a beat as he quickly raised his palm.
Bam!
The Great Seal of Fearlessness's power traveled from his arm to his chest.
Fa Hua reeled back and spat out a mouthful of blood. Bam! He crashed into a huge pillar and broke it. Boom! Fa Hua crashed through the side wall of the Great Strength Hall with the karmic fire and flew out.
…
The Great Strength Hall fell silent.
Lu Zhou retracted his palm.
He was not hurt or affected at all.
Based on this palm strike, Lu Zhou could tell he would need more than half of his extraordinary power to kill a Nine-leaf red lotus cultivator who controlled the karmic fire. When he fought Fa Kong, Fa Kong was protected by the Sky Shuttle. A quarter of his extraordinary power could not break the Sky Shuttle. It was clear how powerful a Nine-leaf red lotus cultivator with the karmic fire was.
"Abbot!" The monks rushed out in shock and fear.
Not long after, Fa Hua was brought back with the help of others.
His hair was disheveled and his face was dirty. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were in tatters.
Lu Zhou looked at the monks.
"Who else is unconvinced?"
His question echoed throughout the Great Strength Hall.
Lu Zhou had been following this train of thought since the very beginning. As long as Fa Hua was subdued, the others would not dare to resist.
"Those who aren't convinced, step forward now." Lu Zhou's voice resounded in the surroundings.
No one dared to step forward.
Fa Hua coughed violently. Lu Zhou's performance had refreshed his understanding. This did not make sense at all.
Even if they were both experts of Hellfire, there would not be such a huge disparity between them. He had been at the Nine-leaf stage for a long time, and he had never suffered such a crushing defeat.
Fa Hua said, "Stand down."
How could he not retreat?
Lu Zhou continued stroking his beard. He looked at Fa Hua who was injured. Fa Hua was only moderately injured.
One-third of the Heavenly Writing's extraordinary power was only enough to injure him. If it had been unleashed on an Eight-leaf cultivator, one-third of it would have been enough to reduce him to ashes. The power of hellfire was indeed extraordinary.
"Old benefactor, what do you want to know? This old monk will do his best to answer." Fa Hua was convinced.
Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction.
"If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"
After two palms, Fa Hua no longer had the will to fight.
The monks did not dare to say anything.
Little Yuan 'er covered her mouth and giggled. She pointed a finger at Fa Hua and said, "You're really lucky … It's rare to see someone survive my master's slap."
"…"
"What are you looking at? I'm telling the truth." Little Yuan 'er was not afraid at all as she fought back against the strange gazes around her.
The monks did not dare to speak, their hearts trembling.
Lu Zhou looked at Fa Hua and said,
"Apart from me, have you seen any other golden lotus cultivators?"
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