In the past, he used ten mountains and treasures to exchange for the Taishang Scripture, but that was because he did not know who had the Taishang Scripture. Now that he knew its whereabouts, he was afraid that Fang Xing would not be willing to exchange for him. He did not even delay too much. After careful consideration, he ordered Shinsyu to guard the territory for him. Then, he took the green donkey, the God-beating Bow, and the Dragon Pattern Ominous Knife and went down the mountain that night. Coming out of the southern gate of the robbery territory, a faint green fog wrapped around him. Taking advantage of the night, he went south from the valley in the mountains.
The reason why he took the green donkey was that it was inconvenient to fly in the Devil Abyss, and it was too eye-catching. But if he walked on the mountain road, his two legs were far less fast than the four hooves of the green donkey. In addition, the green donkey's cultivation was getting closer and closer, and it had been nourished by his sufficient elixirs and precious medicines, as well as the cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Scripture. When the elixirs were absorbed, its cultivation would soar, and the strange power of its blood had long been stimulated. When it came to running on the ground, it could be regarded as the best in the world. Even the current Fang Xing was not necessarily comparable to it.
Of course, if he used the Xiaoyao Body Movement Technique, it would not be a problem to take down this four-legged thing.
After leaving the mountain village, the green donkey shook its hooves and disappeared into the night. Today, although the Hundred Break Mountain was occupied by various orthodoxies, it still looked a little uninhabited on the whole. After all, this mountain range had a circumference of ten thousand miles, and ordinary cultivators, without a great technique like Fang Xing's Sword Demon Wings, or with a spirit beast, could not patrol in the air at all. In addition, there were few cultivators of the Devil Demon, but the territory they occupied was vast, which led to a feeling that the land was vast but people were scarce. Between the mountains, it was dark, and it was difficult to see a trace of people.
Of course, it seemed that there was no one in the mountains, but if he directly rushed to the top of the mountain, he was afraid that someone would directly appear to expel him.
Going deep into the territory of the Devil Province alone, other people probably felt anxious, but Fang Xing felt a little excited. He used the imprint of the source of elixir in the Thousand Panacea to change his appearance. Then, he activated the aura of the three-headed, six-armed humanoid demon. At a glance, no one would be able to tell that he was a cultivator from the Divine Prefecture. In fact, judging from his aura, he was more like a cultivator from one of the Great Orthodoxies of the Pure Land …
After traveling for a day, at dawn, he was already deep in the territory of the Devil State. Originally, he wanted to find someone to interrogate about the location of the Paramita Temple's territory, but he found that there was no need to go through so much trouble. Now, among the cultivators of the Devil State, those with a bit of reputation and status, were all heading in one direction. Fang Xing carefully eavesdropped on their conversation, and to his surprise, he heard them say things like "Paramita Temple", "Master's summons" and so on. Knowing that they were all heading to the territory of the Paramita Temple, he was relieved and followed them all the way.
Zhu Xiu's speed varied between fast and slow, but he did not lose his direction. After following for two days, Fang Xing found out that all the destinations were out of the Hundred Break Mountain area, and they were heading in the southwest direction of the Devil Abyss. Finally, on the evening of the third day, he arrived at a place. It was a desolate valley with strange rocks and mountains. In the east and west of the valley, there were many cultivators of the Devil State gathered, vaguely surrounding the valley in the middle. In the west of the valley, there was a group of monks gathered, silently sitting on the ground, chanting.
The cultivators who rushed over all walked towards the group of monks, gently bowed, and without saying a word, they left and found a place to sit down.
"Looking at this posture, they must be the people of the Paramita Temple of the Pure Land …"
Fang Xing had a plan in his heart, so he found a place to sit down and carefully looked around.
Soon, his gaze fell on the monk sitting on a black stone lotus in the middle of the group of monks. That person was skinny, his skin was dark, and it was impossible to tell his age. He wore a monk's robe made of coarse hemp, and he did not look noble at all. Instead, he looked more resolute. The black stone lotus he was sitting on just happened to make him look a bit taller than the other monks. When the cultivators came to the front of the group of monks and bowed, their gazes were clearly on him. It was not difficult to recognize him, but because his aura was too ordinary, they almost missed him.
From the aura, that monk seemed to have no magic power at all. Many of the monks around him had surging magic power, so they did not dare to underestimate him.
"Right now, those eastern barbarians have entered the Demon Abyss and are fighting with us for the good fortune. What we should do now is to defend against those barbarians and prevent them from invading our territory. Why did the Grandmasters of the Paramita Temple summon us here at this critical moment?"
Along the way, Fang Xing did not obtain any useful information. Many of the cultivators of the Pure Land were also confused about this. After arriving at this place, they dispersed and found a place to sit down. Naturally, there were also those who arrived late, and they asked the cultivators who arrived early in a low voice.
Fang Xing sat behind a big rock and leaned on the green donkey. He released his divine sense and heard all the conversations around him. "I don't know about this either.
The masters of the Paramita Temple did not say anything about this. However, we are not the only ones who came. Look around, even the aboriginals who are closer to us have come. It seems that this is not a small matter. Moreover, Master Hui Neng of the Paramita Temple is an Arhat. There must be a deeper meaning for him to summon us here. We just need to wait. I feel that there is an 80% to 90% chance that a rare treasure will be born. This is also a great opportunity! "
"No matter how great the opportunity is, can it be compared to those coffins in the sky?"
"Shh, be quiet. Even those Arhats and Bodhisattvas have nothing to say. What else can we say …"
Similar conversations rose and fell one after another. Fang Xing listened carefully and was surprised. Most of them did not know why they had come.
However, under the circumstances where the cultivators did not know, so many of them were summoned. It showed how prestigious the Paramita Temple was.
Moreover, through these conversations, Fang Xing finally confirmed the identity of the Arhat of the Paramita Temple. This person's name was Hui Neng, and he must be Shinsyu's enemy for ten lifetimes. The Supreme Dao Scripture that he needed had also fallen into his hands. After confirming his target, Fang Xing was slightly relieved. He began to wander around and observe carefully, looking for an opportunity to take action.
"It seems that I can only think of a way to kidnap him …"
After a round of inspection, Fang Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he made up his mind.
It was definitely impossible to kill the Arhat of the Paramita Temple directly, and he would lose the Supreme Dao Scripture.
At this moment, the best way was to first imprison him and force him to reveal the contents of the Supreme Dao Scripture, or even directly capture this fellow and bring him back to the region of the Taiyin River. As long as he captured him and brought him back, with his Supreme Pill Scripture, it would not be difficult to get the Supreme Dao Scripture out of his mouth. At that time, he would keep an eye on him and let Shinsyu quarrel with him. He did not believe that the idiot Shinsyu would not be able to win the argument …
However, it seemed like the Arhat did not have any abilities, but the monks around him could be said to be experts. Their abilities were not inferior to the person who delivered the letter to him that day. In addition, there were many experts from the Pure Land around. If he were to make a move under everyone's eyes, he would be courting death. If he were to make a mistake and be trapped by the crowd of cultivators, not to mention him, even the freak from seven hundred years ago would not be able to escape.
"Anyway, since they are gathered here, they can't be here to watch the show, right? They must be plotting something. If a rare treasure is about to appear here, when the time comes, the cultivators will fight for it together, and it will definitely be chaotic. At that time, I can act according to the situation and kidnap him …"
Fang Xing thought to himself and hid at the side, waiting for an opportunity.
In his opinion, if there was really a rare treasure appearing, it would not take too long. After all, in the area of the Hundred Break Mountains, the cultivators of the Pure Land and the Divine Land were in a fierce confrontation. Moreover, the Pure Land was already weak, and more and more cultivators of the Divine Land were rushing over. The Pure Land was in need of manpower, and could not afford to waste so many people in this chaotic valley to waste time. If there were any changes, it would be in an instant.
However, after waiting for more than a day, there was still no movement from the Paramita Temple. The group of monks from the Paramita Temple were calm. They didn't even drink a drop of water for an entire day. They just sat there like wooden statues. As for the cultivators from all over the Pure Land, although they were slightly anxious, they forcefully endured it. Not a single one of them had any objections. It seemed like they had great trust in the Paramita Temple.
However, under such circumstances, Fang Xing could not sit still. In his heart, he scolded the monk who was deliberately mystifying things.
"Forget it. Since the rare treasure you are waiting for doesn't appear, then I will set up a trap for the rare treasure to appear …"
After thinking for a long time, Fang Xing secretly made up his mind. He came to a quiet place, and his figure turned into a faint shadow as he flew straight into the valley.
The terrain in the valley was complicated. There were ravines in the valley, and ridges in the ravines. There were layers upon layers of mountains, and it was hard to see clearly. After looking carefully, there was nothing special about it. It was hard to guess what the Bi An Temple was planning by hiding their people here. However, Fang Xing did not care about it. He avoided the shadows and slipped into a place that was not easy to be discovered by others. He chose a secret cave and squatted down inside to fiddle with it.
He buried a few weapons, dug a few holes, and buried a few of the bone relics that he refined from the Thousand Spirit Pill. Later on, he even placed a Buddhist scripture inside. Then, he took out a few talisman stones that he didn't have many left. Then, he pressed his palm against a mountain peak in the valley. His divine sense seeped into it, and he immediately understood a few weak spots on the mountain peak. He then placed a talisman stone in each of those spots. Then, he rummaged through his storage pouch, and all sorts of things piled up in a mess ….
"Damn it, I haven't even tied up the person, and I've already lost a lot of books …"
After taking a final look at the situation he had set up, Fang Xing was quite satisfied. He left a Great Demon Clone here, and he quietly slipped back. He began to carefully observe his surroundings. He activated the Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror to the maximum, and he saw the cultivation of all the cultivators around the Bi An Temple. He muttered a few words, and then separated a few clones into the crowd. He began to chant in his heart.
"One … Two … Three … Begin!"
The Great Demon Avatar that he had left behind in the valley suddenly poured all of its Spiritual Qi into the mountain peak. In an instant, the Spiritual Qi triggered the Talisman Stone. Although the Spiritual Qi was not enough to cause the Talisman Stone to explode after the Spiritual Qi dispersed, it immediately caused a strange change. Dazzling golden and red lights flashed everywhere on the mountain peak. The strong force immediately collapsed the mountain peak, and it showed signs of collapsing …
And next to the collapsed mountain peak, a broken weapon suddenly appeared in the air. It seemed to have been lifted up by the force of the explosion!
Outside the valley, this strange change caused the cultivators to be shocked. Countless gazes turned to look at it.
At this moment, the Great Demon Clone that Fang Xing had left in the crowd began to shout at the same time, "A rare treasure has appeared, quickly go and grab it …"
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