Chapter 648

Mengqi took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the Whisper Sword. His palms were slightly sweaty, just like the first time he used a sword. At the critical moment of life and death, no matter how mentally strong he was, he would inevitably feel uneasy. Once he made a move, there would be no turning back. For a monster like Penbo Erba, his ferocity would often overwhelm his rationality.

However, if he did not fight, he would be pinning his hopes on the illusory luck, praying that there were no monsters in the temple, praying that there would be no monsters before he returned. His chances of survival were completely out of his control. On the other hand, if he fought with everything he had, the chances of survival were slim, but the chance of survival was something he could pursue and touch. He would have no regrets even if he died!

Jiang Zhiwei staggered towards the Grand Buddha's Hall. She held the sword in her left hand and calmly waited for Mengqi to make the first move.

She believed that Mengqi would definitely attack her before she stepped into the Grand Buddha's Hall. If there were monsters inside, wouldn't it be a waste of the Recover Pill's efficacy?

Ruan Yushu's expression was cold, but the fingers of his left hand, which were blocked by the zither, were already tightly gripping the edge.

Penbo Erba held the horizontal board with the words "Big Leiyin Temple" under his arm and the steel fork in his hand. He was fully focused on the entrance of the Grand Buddha's Hall, fearing that there would be some terrible monsters inside.

Jiang Zhiwei gradually approached Mengqi, who was standing in front of her. Mengqi closed his eyes and opened them again. His hand holding the sword was unusually firm.

However, at this moment, a terrible breath suddenly came from the entrance of the Grand Buddha's Hall. It was as heavy as a mountain, as if the Grand Sun had descended, and as if the moon had fallen from the sky. The vast space around the temple suddenly shook, and Mengqi's body and mind trembled under the pressure. It was as if he was carrying a heavy burden and could not move an inch.

"This is …" Mengqi's thoughts became sluggish. He saw a monk in a tattered kasaya walk out. His skin was dark gold, and his face was like a withered tree. His chest was bare, and he seemed to be without life or suffering.

Every step he took caused the void to shake as if it was about to collapse. Golden lotuses followed him, but they were stained with traces of black gas. There were no Buddhist chants accompanying them.

Jiang Zhiwei was also suppressed by the monk's breath, as if she could not move at all. Ruan Yushu's strength was weaker, and he had lost his right arm. His injuries had not healed yet, so he was trembling slightly.

Penbo Erba's eyes bulged out, and his face was full of fear. "Luo, Luo!"

"Luo"? Luo Lu?

Meng Qi turned pale with fright. Was this the feeling of a Dharmakaya?

The Golden Body of this Arhat was covered with a thick grayish-white aura of death, making the dark gold seem to fade, hiding countless gaps. His eyes were dull, and his face was stiff. He was no different from the previous two monsters and zombies.

"Luo," Luo, he. Even the Arhat, who had cut off all worries and enjoyed peace, had turned into a corpse? "Luo" Luo. Meng Qi was shocked and astonished. There were many mysteries in his heart.

He wanted to retreat out of the range of the Luo's breath, but under the pressure, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he could not move at all.

Not only him, but Penbo Erba, a monster with the strength of Half-step Exterior Scenery, was also trembling with fear. His movements were as slow as a snail, and he could not keep up with the pace of the Luo.

The power of the Dharmakaya was so terrible that Penbo Erba could not resist it even without making a move!

Arhat's face was haggard and his eyes were cold, as if everything around him was dead. As he got closer to Meng Qi, this feeling became more and more obvious, causing Meng Qi's heart to beat faster. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Luo Luo Luo, and was definitely not.

Murky was so frightened that he let out a strange cry. Suddenly, he thought of something and hurriedly threw the horizontal board with the words "Big Leiyin Temple" at the Luohan, hoping that it would be useful!

Didn't they say that the Buddhists were the best at purifying Yin spirits and vengeful spirits?

The horizontal board flew toward the Arhat, but nothing unusual happened. Because Murky had hurled it in a hurry, it was not accurate enough. It landed in front of the Arhat with a thud.

But this change was very short. He was ready to step over the board and go to Mengqi. Their breath of life was very hateful and must be extinguished.

But this change was very short. He was ready to step over the board and go to Mengqi. Their breath of life was very hateful and must be extinguished.

Mengqi took a deep breath. Thinking of the Luo's reaction when he saw the horizontal board of the Big Leiyin Temple, he decided to make a last resort. After all, he could not escape, nor could he beat the Luo.

Dim bronze light bloomed around him. His breath was weak, but it was the essence of Buddhism. Although the Golden Bell Shield had been broken, it only lost its defensive effect. It was not that the meridians inside were broken, but it was difficult to operate.

Sensing this aura, the Golden-bodied Luohan stopped again. He stopped at the edge of the horizontal board that read "Big Leiyin Temple". His cold and dull eyes softened a lot.

Considering that he was unable to use the Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship, and considering the "Ananda" roar that filled the mountains and plains, Mengqi decided not to use his blade to show his Buddhist identity. Instead, he chanted an incantation.

The Rebirth Curse! "Pure Land of Rebirth Mantra!" "Uproot all negative karma roots and give birth to a pure land, Dharani!"

This was one of the incantations that Mengqi had learned in the morning class. He had memorized it very well and had never forgotten it.

"Namo Amitabhaya …" His body glowed with a dark golden light and his face was filled with benevolence. He sincerely hoped that this arhat could break free from his shackles and enter the Pure Land as soon as possible so that he could be safe.

Strangely enough, the Arhat actually closed his eyes and started chanting. What he was chanting was actually the Rebirth Mantra!

The sound of the "Rebirth Mantra" reverberated, the Golden Body of Arhat rippled with Zen light, the gloomy and dilapidated Buddhist temple gradually became peaceful.

"… Sahapoke."

Under such guidance, the four words "Big Leiyin Temple" shone with Buddhist light, clear, bright, fearless, and liberated.

The Arhat's stiff expression softened. He took a step forward and directly sat cross-legged on the horizontal board of "Big Leiyin Temple". The greyish-white aura of death and pitch-black aura on the surface of his body suddenly appeared, revealing a pure dark golden body below!

A Glass Fire leaped out of his body and ignited the Golden Body, igniting the aura of death and pitch-black aura, burning silently.

Gradually, the flames engulfed the Arhat and the horizontal board of "Big Leiyin Temple". Waves of Zen sound came out, as if this was liberation, this was Nirvana.

"Namo Amitabhaya …" Mengqi was still chanting the incantation, his voice blending with the Zen sound. A smile appeared on the face of the Arhat, there was benevolence, liberation, and non-borrowing.

When the flames engulfed him, Mengqi saw two streams of blood flowing out of his eyes!

The Arhat has tears? What's the matter?

The flames rose and soared into the sky, illuminating the entire Buddhist temple in a bright and clean light.

When the flames receded, the horizontal board of "Big Leiyin Temple" and the Golden Body Arhat had been burned to ashes, leaving only a seven-colored glazed Sarira, looking at it with a peaceful heart.

The swaying space and the heavy binding had all disappeared. Mengqi and the others regained their freedom of movement. What happened before was like a dream. If not for the Sarira rolling, they might have suspected that it was real.

"Get out of the way!" Seeing the Sarira on the ground, Penbo Erba's eyes lit up. In a few steps, he passed Mengqi and Jiang Zhiwei and tried to take it away with a wave.

An opportunity!

Mengqi and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes. Originally, the two of them wanted to launch an attack and fight head-on, but now that Penbo Erba was blinded by greed, it gave them the opportunity to attack!

This opportunity could not be missed, it would not come again!

With this slash, if we can't kill Penbo Erba, we will be the ones to die. There is no doubt about it!

But if we don't make a move, there is still hope to survive until we return!

Fight to the frontline, use action and hard work to pursue hope, or struggle at death's door and pray for luck?

The answer was already in Mengqi's heart. He would rather die than beg for mercy from the heavens!

Those who help themselves will be helped by the heavens!

Ananda Abstinence Violation Saber's mental cultivation method circulated. Mengqi's heart was like a calm lake, without a single ripple. He forgot about death, forgot about danger, there was no victory or defeat, only the burning fighting spirit for survival!

Yes, I am not willing to die here, I still have many unfulfilled wishes!

But it is precisely because I am not willing that I have to attack!

I can't wait for others to save me, I can't wait for luck to bless me!

This slash was a blade of unwillingness, a blade of desperation, a blade of no regrets even if I die!

With the slash of the long saber, whispers flew, just like the cries in Mengqi's heart.

The long saber was like a long dragon, falling from the sky, absorbing all the vitality and airflow in the surroundings, turning into a fierce and fierce slash. Purple lightning soared into the sky, covering the front.

He retracted the long saber and slashed again, exactly the same as before, like a copy. Even Jiang Zhiwei could not help but purse her lips.

One slash, two slashes, three slashes, Mengqi slashed nine times, causing a sudden clap of thunder in the air, shaking Penbo Erba's body.

The bolts of purple lightning were like snakes, one after another, as if they were wheels rolling forward. They suppressed Murky with an overbearing and ferocious might that could suppress the universe and punish on behalf of the heavens.

Penbo Erba was happy to obtain a Luohan Sarira, but he suddenly felt a shudder from the bottom of his heart, just like when he witnessed the master of the Nine-headed Bug going through the trial of Tao. It was a high and mighty pressure, and he was like an ant.

Divine punishment?

No, a sneak attack!

He swung his steel fork backward, blocking the long saber, and twisted his body, rolling waves, protecting himself.

Boom!

Thunder struck down, shaking the Nine Heavens. Penbo Erba was a step too slow, and was hit by nine streaks of purple lightning on his protective waves.

Water splashed everywhere and electric snakes danced around. Streaks of lightning pierced through the waves, directly breaking open Murky's protective waves and striking the black scales on the surface of his body until they were scorched yellow.

If Penbo Erba was still at the level of the Exterior, Mengqi's "Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky" might not be able to break his defense. But at this moment, he only had the strength of a Half-step Exterior Scenery, so Mengqi's saber slashed down. Lightning flew everywhere, piercing through the waves, and chopped on his scales.

Clang!

The "Whisper Sword" collided with Penbo Erba's black scales, and pieces of scales fell off, leaving a shallow wound, and blood gushed out.

"How dare he attack? Isn't he afraid that I'll kill him? " Penbo Erba was furious. Since he had already obtained the Luohan Sarira, he decided to kill Mengqi regardless of the consequences.

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his sight was filled with sword light, as if there was only one sword in the world.

"When did she recover her strength?"

Penbo Erba was shocked, angry, and scared. He waved his steel fork with all his strength, trying to block the long sword, and at the same time, condensed drops of water between his eyebrows.

As soon as his protective waves were pierced, Jiang Zhiwei took the opportunity to attack, leaving him no time to catch his breath and reorganize his defense. Her timing was extremely precise!