The Formation-Breaking Scripture activated his Qi and blood. His palm was like a millstone and his fingers were like jade pillars, covering the sky and earth. He then activated the Great Art of Lightning Manipulation. Bolts of Divine Lightning circled around his palm, causing his hand to look like it was descending from the heavens. Other than the Divine Lightning, Fang Xing even used the Huangfu Family's Destruction Divine Power. Grey smoke was faintly discernible and carried with it an indescribably terrifying aura. It could be said that this grab looked simple, but it had already used the little devil's strongest techniques. Coupled with this fleeting opportunity, it was a grab with all his might!
There was no other reason. Fang Xing also knew that this grab was a unique opportunity!
Even though he sensed that the Arhat from the Paramita Temple was faintly discernible and didn't seem to have any cultivation, he didn't believe that the Arhat from the Paramita Temple would be an ordinary person. Hence, when he grabbed, he had already predicted the Arhat's struggle and counterattack.
He thought that under such an abrupt situation, even a cultivator who severed five realms would find it hard to dodge this grab!
Even though Fang Xing was extremely daring and dared to think and do anything, he wasn't a fool. Before he attacked, he had already predicted many unforeseen events. Now, he used the illusion of a rare treasure to lure the cultivators away and then used the God Striking Bow to injure the monks around the Arhat. Then, he took the opportunity to grab the Arhat. To the bystanders, it seemed to be unusually smooth. However, there were many subtle thoughts that couldn't be guessed by ordinary people.
That was the result of meticulous consideration of every detail. He thought that he had all the changes in his mind.
It was a pity that something unexpected still happened!
That palm grabbed towards the Arhat. The power of lightning, the power of destruction, and various other powers were about to explode and break the Arhat's defense.
But what Fang Xing didn't expect was that the Arhat didn't have any defense at all!
He grabbed the Arhat with one palm. He felt that the Arhat's body was light and even fragile. He was simply much weaker than an ordinary person. The various powers that he attached to his palm were about to tear the Arhat's skinny body into pieces in an instant …
"Damn, he really doesn't have any cultivation …"
Fang Xing was shocked and the shock in his heart was indescribable. Without thinking, all of his god power immediately dispersed like the tide. He didn't even hesitate to cause his mana to flow in reverse and shake his organs. He spat out a mouthful of blood … It wasn't that he was kind, it was mainly because this Arhat was too weak. Occasionally, a strand of his god power leaked out and it would tear him into pieces. Fang Xing didn't really want to kill him. Instead, for the sake of the Supreme Dao Scripture, he had to use all of his strength to protect his life. Therefore, he could only use all of his strength, even at the expense of getting injured, to retrieve all of his god power!
This really made Fang Xing depressed …
The dignified Buddha of the Nirvana Temple, the future master of the Pure Land who was in charge of the Merit Chart, did not have any cultivation at all?
It had to be known that even an ordinary monk from the Paramita Temple, Hui Yue, had the ability to kill three enemies and could exchange a few blows with him!
When it came to the Buddha of the Paramita Temple, he became a pure ordinary person?
How could Shinsyu lose to him in nine lifetimes …
Even though he was depressed, he couldn't let this Buddha lose his life. He could only retrieve his mana.
Luckily, he had already entered the realm of killing five enemies. All of his god power and spells could be gathered and dispersed at will. Even though it came in a rush and even caused him to be injured, he managed to successfully retrieve it. Then, his palm returned to normal and he picked up this Buddha. From his sleeve, the Immortal Binding Rope flew out like a spirit snake and tied this Buddha up like a dumpling. Then, he lifted him up and ran …
Although it sounded like a long time, in reality, it didn't even take half a cup of tea's time from the first time he shouted "the birth of a rare treasure". From the time he shot out the talisman stone with the God Striking Bow to the time he captured the Buddha in his hand, only a blink of an eye had passed.
"Whoosh!"
He didn't care about his injuries. Like a shooting star, he flapped the Sword Demon's wings and flew thousands of feet in an instant …
"Gallop gallop gallop …"
In the distance, the green donkey that had been waiting for him came out from the back of a hill. It stretched its four hooves and ran parallel to him. As for Fang Xing, he threw the Buddha who was tied up like a dumpling onto the donkey's back. He used his Unfettered Movement Technique and his body was like a celestial. As he ran, he secretly used the Wood Technique to heal his injuries. The speed of the donkey and the man were extremely fast. Under the night sky, they quickly disappeared without a trace …
"What happened?"
In the valley, someone heard the sound of the talisman stone exploding and hurriedly came out to take a look.
However, with one look, he was instantly stunned. He saw that the place where the monks of the Paramita Temple were at was in a mess. The Buddha's robes were torn and his body was covered in injuries. He looked extremely miserable. Some of them were even on the verge of death. As for the one with a higher cultivation and lighter injuries, he was trying his best to get up. His voice was frightened and shrill. He even had a sobbing tone as he shouted towards the night sky.
"Arhat … Arhat has been abducted …"
This shout stunned all the cultivators in the Pure Land.
No one spoke for a full three breaths. The world was silent.
What kind of joke was this?
The Arhat had been abducted?
Who was the Buddha? How could he be kidnapped?
Who would be so audacious as to dare to abduct the Arhat?
Or rather, who was so powerful that he had the ability to kidnap the Buddha?
"What exactly happened?"
After a long while, a few people suddenly leaped forward with a face full of shock. They were the monks and the people from the three ancient clans who entered the valley. After the shock, their brows were filled with disbelief. This matter was simply too shocking. How could such a thing happen? Moreover, in this Demon Abyss, who could kidnap the God from the hands of the five Guardian Arhats?
"Just now … when you entered the valley … someone … attacked with a talisman stone … We … used our bodies to protect the Buddha. In the end, we were heavily … heavily injured. Then, that person charged … charged over, tied up the Buddha and … escaped towards the west …"
A monk forcefully suppressed his injuries as he replied. His finger trembled as he pointed towards the night sky in the distance.
"Ridiculous … how could such a thing happen?"
An ancient clan's God's Son of God shouted subconsciously. He was holding a black armor in his hand. It was the Xuan Ming Golden Armor.
"Hurry up and chase after him …"
With a rumble, a tall and burly monk flew into the sky and rushed towards the west.
"If anything happens to the Buddha … we … all of us can't atone for our sins even if we die ten thousand times …"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A few cultivators with extremely powerful cultivation didn't say a word. They activated all their powers and chased after the Buddha …
An indescribable sense of terror rose in the hearts of the cultivators in the Pure Land. It was as if a huge hand was grabbing their hearts. This sense of terror was so majestic that they didn't even have the time to be angry. They only felt a deep sense of fear. Then, they subconsciously tried their best to save the Buddha. They wanted to erase this absurd mistake and return to the right track.
The Buddha had been kidnapped …
… Damn it, who would believe this!
On this day, the Pure Land was destined to be in chaos. The news of the Arhat being kidnapped couldn't be contained at all. Once it was spread, it immediately alarmed the ten ancient clans. Even the elders outside the Demon Abyss were shocked. Countless jaws dropped and cups were smashed. After that, almost all the forces in the Demon Abyss were mobilized. Countless experts came out of their caves to search for the whereabouts of the Arhat. There were even more people who started divination and consumed their own mana and fate in order to deduce the identity of the audacious person …
Of course, Fang Xing didn't know that he had already caused such a disaster. At this moment, he was summoning a green fog with the Ghost Concealment Technique to envelop himself and the green donkey. Then, he escaped as fast as he could. He laughed as he ran and vomited blood from time to time …
"Disciple, did you see that? Isn't your master awesome?"
"What the hell is this Buddha? Didn't I capture him easily?"
"You said that the Buddha from the Bi An Temple doesn't have any cultivation. Who would believe that …"
"My Junior Brother Shinsyu actually lost to a mortal for nine lifetimes. Even I can't believe it!"
As he praised himself, he searched for a suitable place to hide. Luckily, the Demon Abyss was vast and he chose places where there was no one to escape to. In addition, he used the Ghost Concealment Technique to hide his aura. He first went west, then south, then north. There was no pattern to it. Thinking that no one would be able to catch up to him, he found a quiet valley and stopped. He sat cross-legged to heal his internal injuries.
At that time, he was in a rush to retract his divine power, causing his internal organs to be severely injured. If it wasn't for his strong physical body, he wouldn't have been able to escape so far. Moreover, his mana was flowing in reverse and his meridians were in a mess. It wasn't something that could be healed with simple wood techniques. He had to rest!
After setting up a big formation, the green donkey kept a close eye on the Buddha. If he didn't behave, it would kick him. Then, he quietly adjusted his breathing.
During this process, the Buddha was quite well-behaved. He didn't say a word and only sat cross-legged to chant scriptures. He didn't panic at all.
As for Fang Xing, after two hours, he finally opened his eyes and slowly exhaled. There was a tinge of blood in his breath, but his spirit was once again exuberant. His eyes shone brightly. Shockingly, his internal injuries were completely under control. Only then did he turn his head and seriously sized up this Arhat. His face was filled with suspicion and curiosity, as if he was thinking about something …
"You are the Buddha from the Bi An Temple?"
He asked curiously. His gaze swept across the Buddha and after a while, he was a little disappointed. He thought to himself, "This Buddha is really f * cking poor. Not only does he have no cultivation, he doesn't even have a treasure on him. How can he be called the Buddha …"
As for the Buddha from the Bi An Temple, it was only then that he opened his eyes. He looked at Fang Xing calmly and said in a low voice, "I am Hui Neng. Ten thousand years ago, I was just a monk who swept by the Buddha's side. How can an ordinary Buddhist disciple be called the Buddha?"
"Your name is Hui Neng, then I didn't catch the wrong person …"
Fang Xing stared at the monk strangely and couldn't help but ask, "You are a dignified Buddha. How come you don't have any cultivation?"
The monk was still expressionless. He asked in return, "Buddhists cultivate Dharma. What do we need cultivation for?"
"Uh …"
That sentence made Fang Xing stumped. He didn't know how to answer. After a while, he said, "Just based on this sentence, you are inferior to my Junior Brother Shinsyu …"
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