Xiang Qianshan had little contact with Buddhist cultivators, so he didn't know much about them.
However, he could tell that his opponent was an eighth realm Buddhist cultivator from Mount Meru's Illusory Mist.
Since they were both in the Eighth Realm, Xiang Qianshan was not afraid.
He only condensed his baleful aura, and then suddenly flicked the tip of his spear.
As a result, the long spear was pulled out from the golden mist in front of him.
Xiang Qianshan wielded his spear, thrusting it toward the little monk Hui Ming, who was faintly discernible in the light mist.
However, every time the spear stabbed into the mist, it was difficult to move forward.
There seemed to be an invisible force in the mist that blocked his attack, but he couldn't break through the defense of the Illusory Mist.
Both sides were in the eighth level of cultivation, but the enemy had not even made a move. He only defended and did not attack. He had blocked West Chu's famous Conqueror Spear. This made Xiang Qianshan's heart sink.
There was only one possibility.
What the enemy had learned was too profound. He couldn't see through its flaws, and he couldn't break through it.
Could the Buddhist scriptures that the little monk had learned be more powerful than the Overlord Spear and the Cauldron Carrying Strength?
Xiang Qianshan's face turned ugly when he thought of this.
Without his attack, Daoist Zhichen felt much more relaxed.
Daoist Zhichen took the opportunity to block Changhe's blade for Gu Hechuan.
As for Gu Hechuan, he attacked Elder Liang Shi of Immortal Ape Mountain to help Zhao Zhan.
The situation immediately changed.
The morale of the West Chu army on the ground plummeted, and their attacks were blocked.
Chang 'an's army took the opportunity to counterattack.
In the distance, on a small hill, a little monk who looked about ten years old sat cross-legged. He rested his chin on his hands and looked at the battlefield.
Just now, beside him, Monk Hui Ming broke through from the seventh realm of Mount Meru to the eighth realm of Impermanence.
Yongse was confused when he saw this. He didn't understand why Brother Hui Ming suddenly broke through.
He looked around, but he still couldn't figure it out.
Suddenly, he looked around and saw someone retreating from the battlefield.
It was the wounded soldier of Chang 'an who had been shot by an arrow.
His comrades were doing their best to drag him back, away from the battlefield that was like a meat grinder.
But at this time, a West Chu cavalry suddenly flashed past.
The long saber swung.
The soldiers who were saving people also screamed and fell to the ground.
In the distance, there were even more cold arrows being shot in this direction.
The two wounded soldiers fell to the ground. They wanted to dodge, but the rain of arrows was too dense.
The little monk Yongse jumped up and waved his hands in shock. In his anxiety, he could only make some incoherent sounds.
He subconsciously took two steps forward.
At this moment, he felt as if he had no cultivation.
Instead, the scenes of him following Huiming and helping those in need flashed through his mind.
At this moment, something seemed to have appeared in his heart.
He also understood what the first realm of Buddhist cultivation that his master Dharma Heart and Huiming had mentioned in the past was.
This state was known as the "Heart of Growth".
The cultivation of Buddhism emphasized the spirit, and everything started from the heart.
This realm was only a spiritual cultivation, and it was not obvious.
But the little monk Yongse took another step forward.
A faint spiritual light appeared above his head.
This scene meant that the Buddhist cultivator had entered the second realm, Bhikkhu.
This realm was still a spiritual cultivation, and there were no supernatural powers.
But when the spirit cultivated the soul, it began to affect the body. Therefore, the body was strong, almost comparable to a martial arts cultivator. But only the body was strong, and there were no combat techniques.
The little monk Yongse's footsteps were much lighter, and he quickly rushed to the wounded soldiers on the ground.
But although his body was strong, it was only flesh and blood, and it was difficult to block metal.
Even if he rushed over, he would only be a hedgehog with the wounded soldiers.
But at this moment, the little monk's eyes were not confused, only firm, merciful, and fearless.
The spiritual light above his head grew thicker and suddenly expanded, turning into a house-like existence, shielding him and the wounded soldiers from the wind and rain.
The rain of arrows was immediately blocked by the Buddhist light, and it was difficult to hurt the people below.
In the distance, Huiming, who was using Impermanence to resolve Xiang Qianshan's spear, suddenly turned to look at the little monk Yongse.
"Jialan …" he said softly.
The third realm of Buddhism was called Jialan.
At this realm, the spiritual beliefs of the Buddhist cultivators could gradually affect reality, turning into a Buddhist meditation room to protect themselves.
However, at this realm, the Buddhist cultivators could still only protect themselves, and did not have the means to attack the enemy.
Moreover, the Buddhist meditation room formed by the Buddhist light could block the wind and rain, but it was still insufficient to deal with the attack of a strong enemy.
The Buddhist light of Yongse could block the rain of arrows for a while.
But as more and more arrows fell, the Buddhist light gradually began to tremble, showing signs of collapse.
The Buddhist light became thinner and thinner, and the arrows began to gradually penetrate the Buddhist light.
The little monk Yongse suddenly put his palms together, and the sound was crisp, but when the people around heard it, it was deafening.
He suddenly retracted the Buddhist light.
The Buddhist light, which was gradually weakening, became thicker again.
Under the support of the Buddhist light, the little monk seemed to have suddenly turned into a two-meter-tall strong man.
The little monk Yongse punched and kicked, and actually pushed away the rain of arrows.
"Jiedi …" Huiming saw this and was no longer worried.
His Junior Brother was really a genius. He had an epiphany and broke through four stages in a row. He went from having no cultivation at all to instantly reaching the fourth realm of Buddhism, the Jiedi realm.
At this realm, the Buddhist light covered the body, and the spirit supported the body. The strength and speed of the body were almost comparable to the martial arts cultivators of the same realm, and they could fly for a short time.
Yongse had never learned the fist techniques outside of Buddhism.
But at this moment, his body was so strong that it was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
After pushing away the scattered rain of arrows, seeing that the rain of arrows was even denser, the little guy did not resist it. Instead, he picked up the two wounded soldiers on the ground and rushed dozens of meters away in an instant, avoiding the sharp arrows that fell down.
Seeing this, a Western Chu general was angry and put an arrow on his bow.
The special arrow could break spirit energy and counter all kinds of spells.
The arrows shot by the fifth realm martial artists were different from ordinary arrows, and they flew at the little monk Yongse like lightning.
Some Chang 'an generals wanted to stop them, but unfortunately, they were a step too late.
Huiming also planned to intervene.
The little monk Yongse's body was protected by the Buddhist light of the Jiedi realm. Although it was quite tough, if he was hit by such an arrow, his body would be directly pierced through and torn apart.
However, before Huiming could make a move, the little monk put down the two wounded soldiers on the ground and put his palms together.
The Buddhist light on his body seemed to dissipate.
However, the arrows that were flying toward him slowed down as well, as if they had encountered an invisible barrier.
Huiming praised in his heart when he saw this.
This scene was exactly the same as when he had just arrived at Hexi County and faced the siege of the Chang 'an martial artists and made the rain of arrows fall to the ground.
This meant that Yongse had reached a new realm.
The fifth realm of Buddhism, Void.
Everything was void, untouched by dust, broken through illusions, undisturbed by external enemies, and unharmed by external forces.
Of course, all of this depended on the strength of the external enemy.
When Huiming dared to face the rain of arrows without moving, the arrows naturally fell in front of him because he was far stronger than the person who shot the arrows.
And now, the little monk Yongse was facing a martial artist of the fifth realm.
His divine power slowed down the speed of the other party's arrows, but it was not enough to make them fall to the ground.
However, even if the speed was slower, it was enough for Little Baldy.
He immediately dodged the arrows.
His gaze swept across the surroundings and he suddenly chuckled.
Then, he put his palms together again.
In the next moment, a bodhi tree appeared out of thin air and stood between the West Chu and Chang 'an armies, separating the two sides.
There were knives and spears, but they could not break through the bodhi tree.
This time, even Huiming was shocked.
The treasure tree bloomed out of thin air.
This was clearly a divine power of the sixth realm of Buddhism, the Wonderful Realm.
His Junior Brother did not break through the fourth realm. Instead, he broke through the sixth realm and reached the sixth realm!
Huiming was ashamed of his innate talent and comprehension.
Xiang Qianshan, Daoist Zhichen, Chang He, and the others were also shocked when they saw this.
Was this the so-called epiphany of Buddhism?
Xiang Qianshan's gaze moved between Huiming and Yongse.
Then, he stabbed the little monk Yongse below with his spear.
Feeling the murderous aura above his head, the little guy could not help but be shocked.
Of course, he could not break through infinitely in one day.
At this moment, facing Xiang Qianshan, who was at the eighth realm, the bodhi tree that he manifested could not stop him and was broken by the terrifying Overlord Spear.
"Benefactor, why do you have to kill so many people?"
Monk Huiming chanted the name of Buddha and finally came out of the fog, chasing after Xiang Qianshan below.
However, Xiang Qianshan's real target was not Yongse, but Huiming himself.
As long as he killed this monk, no one present would be his match.
Therefore, Xiang Qianshan deliberately used Huiming's intention to save people and made him disperse the fog. Then, he suddenly turned around and attacked.
The terrifying Overlord Spear was aimed at Huiming's chest.
Huiming was helpless. He raised his hand and clenched his fist.
Then, a Mount Meru appeared and smashed toward Xiang Qianshan's long spear.
This time, the power of Mount Meru was not passive like before.
The infinite power of Mount Meru smashed onto Xiang Qianshan's spear.
Xiang Qianshan's body shook, and his Qi and blood surged.
He gritted his teeth, stirred up the murderous aura in his body, and continued to move forward.
Then, Huiming's second punch landed. His target was still Xiang Qianshan's spear.
Xiang Qianshan's palm cracked.
He experienced what Elder Liang Shi of the Ape Immortal Mountain felt earlier.
The long spear in his hand was about to be shaken out of his hand.
Xiang Qianshan could only helplessly be sent flying by the powerful force. Only then could he continue to protect his weapon.
He quickly regrouped, afraid that Monk Huiming would chase after him.
In the end, he found that the young monk was standing in the air, not moving at all.
Just now, after exchanging a blow with the other party, Xiang Qianshan finally confirmed that the other party's strength was above his. If they really fought, he would definitely not be able to defeat him.
However, this monk was really pedantic and could be used.
However, Chang He and Liang Shi could no longer resist Daoist Zhichen and Gu Hechuan.
Xiang Qianshan thought that before he killed Monk Huiming, Chang He and Liang Shi would not be able to hold on.
He had no choice but to order the army to retreat.
As the West Chu army retreated, Huiming stopped attacking.
However, Daoist Zhichen and Gu Hechuan continued to chase.
When the West Chu army saw this, they could not help but sneer and prepare to counterattack.
However, before they could hear the footsteps, they saw someone blocking their way back to West Chu.
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