Chapter 91 Zen Master Xingtai
The crowd saw Lin Fan making a seal with his hands, and two barrel-thick thunderbolts appeared out of thin air, directly knocking the monks on both sides off their feet.
Then he took out a golden mace, and when he waved it, the electric current on the golden mace jumped "Crack, Crack, Crack". All the magic weapons that were touched were conductive to the monks. Everyone present fell to the ground one by one, and their whole bodies "crackled". It was surrounded by electric rings, and after a while it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside!
"Not good!"
"Where did this fierce man come from?"
"Hide!"
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Shocked screams came from the crowd. It was obvious that Lin Fan's charge just now was unstoppable, and all those who stood in front of him were electrocuted by him.
Lin Shan stood there and looked ahead, also frightened by Lin Fan's fighting power.
This is just like a humanoid high-voltage electricity. In the Qi training stage, it is basically killing randomly. The power of that golden mace is probably more terrifying than my own cold iron sword.
But seeing his good brothers from the same clan rushing forward, Lin Shan naturally couldn't just watch the show, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in too.
Fortunately, he had a cloud-copper heart mirror for defense, and various magic weapons appeared one after another to greet him along the way. Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, small flags and towers were all in a mess. The sound of "clinking, clanging, clanging" was heard everywhere along the way.
There were even various unknown AOE spells, such as fire rain, water arrows, earth thorns, vines, and golden blades flying towards his face. Lin Shan used the Cold Iron Sword to clear the way, while covering his head with a healing charm attached to his body and rushing forward.
When he finally made it through the crowd and caught up with Lin Fan, his whole body ached with pain, and only a thin layer of the light curtain of the cloud copper heart guard was left.
There were even several beetles released by unknown monks, lying on it and chewing.
However, Lin Fan was in a completely different situation than him at this moment. He was wearing a colorful Xia Yi with spiritual light flowing around him, and the five colors of the light curtain he emitted kept changing. It can even perform automatic defense based on the spells that hit him, and the corresponding attributes are incompatible with each other.
Between heaven and earth, the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. This magical weapon actually has the ability to transform five kinds of spiritual power.
"Five elements robe!"
It was impossible for Lin Shan not to have heard of this famous high-level magic weapon.
It is said that each piece is extremely difficult to make and requires careful carving by a master of weapon refining. The spiritual materials used are extremely precious, and the price is almost half of the magic weapons used by Golden Core monks.
Even the foundation-building monks who want to customize one are short of money and their funds are stretched thin. In the entire Song Dynasty cultivation world, I am afraid that there are no more than ten fingers of people.
Of course, the Five Elements robe is naturally suitable for defensive spells, and Linshan's cloud-copper heart mirror is also naturally suitable for defending against physical attacks. It can be said that both have their own advantages and disadvantages.
Physical defense is suitable for preventing sneak attacks and instant kills, but in team battles, the Five Elements Magic Cloth obviously has more advantages.
There are so many random spells flying around in the field that you can't even dodge them. Unless you are particularly confident in yourself, no one who can use long-range attacks will want to fight in close combat.
But Lin Fan didn't have to worry about this at all. He just waved his golden mace and it was over. No monk's melee magic weapon could withstand his thunder and lightning. After all, everyone's magic weapon basically contained some conductive materials.
What monks cultivate is spiritual power. There are not many who specialize in physical cultivation. There are not many who can withstand high-voltage electricity.
When the monks in front saw Lin Fan rushing towards him, they all hurriedly moved out of the way, not daring to stop him. Lin Shan followed closely behind.
"Hand over the secret map and the Buddha statue!"
The leading monk who was carrying the ancient secret map and the statue of the Happy Buddha saw Lin Fan rushing towards him. There was a hint of unwillingness on his face in panic, but between the treasure and his life, he still chose the latter.
This man took out a scroll and a Buddha statue from his arms and threw them to the left and right, obviously intending to abandon the treasures to survive.
But at this moment, a voice came from a distance a hundred meters away.
Its sound is like a beating drum, like a cracked urn, hitting everyone's heart word by word, as if it will come roaring in the next moment, carrying the wind! "I heard that the Buddha statue was unearthed here and I am happy that I am here!"
The loud sound of thunder came, and the expressions of all the fighting monks here changed drastically.
Not for anything else, because the words just sounded like voices, but in fact they were ringing in their ears. This was clearly a voice transmitted by divine consciousness!
There is only one possibility for the person who can transmit his spiritual consciousness to the outside world, and that person is a monk at the foundation building stage and above.
However, there were still a small number of people on the field who recognized the identity of the person coming, including the monk leader who threw out the secret map and the Buddha statue.
"Zen Master Xingtai!"
When this person heard the arrival of Zen Master Xingtai, he remembered the promise that a happy Buddha statue could be exchanged for a thousand spiritual stones, and he quickly wanted to take back the Buddha statue that had just been thrown away.
But Lin Fan and Lin Shan here have already acted at the same time.
Lin Fan grabbed the ancient secret map scroll, and Lin Shan steadily caught the Happy Buddha statue on the other side.
As soon as I got the thing, Zen Master Xingtai over there had already flown over a hundred meters and arrived in an instant.
At this time, all the monks present stopped their movements and looked at the person quietly.
An old monk in gray robe stepped on the clouds, holding a golden wheel in his hand, and stopped right in front with a look of compassion on his face.
"Lao Na heard that a statue of the Happy Buddha appeared here. I don't know which fellow Taoist is in the hands of it. I am willing to exchange it with a lot of money!"
While the old monk was speaking, his eyes were always glancing at Lin Shan. After all, there was nothing to hide under his spiritual consciousness just now, so he could naturally "see" it clearly.
Lin Shan remained calm. The moment the enhanced panel popped up, he took a quick glance at it. It was no different from the one of Yi Chuan before. They were both objects for the "God of Joy" to spread and absorb faith.
The ancient charm of this Buddha statue is the same as that one. It also has a full 10 points. It has been absorbed by him in an instant. Now he has accumulated a total of 88 ancient charm points!
At present, this Xingtai Zen Master is obviously a monk in the foundation-building stage. He is happy to give the Buddha statue to him. It is best if he can avoid conflict.
But before he could make any move, the leader of the monks who had previously mastered two treasures and was forced to throw them away stood up and complained to Zen Master Xingtai:
"Master! The Buddha statue of Joy and the secret map of ancient Tibet that I had previously mastered were all robbed by these two thieves. Please ask Master to make the decision for me!" At the same time, he also made a promise, "As long as Master retrieves two treasures for me, Junior I would like to dedicate the joyful Buddha statue to the master!”
This man's calculations were ringing in his mind. Zen Master Xingtai helped him find two treasures, and he gave the Buddha statue to Zen Master Xingtai. It was equivalent to not only getting back the secret map of the ancient Tibet, but also helping Zen Master Xingtai save a thousand spiritual stones. It can be said that everyone is happy.
But little did they know that when he told the "Secret Map of Ancient Tibet", Zen Master Xingtai's expression suddenly changed.
Originally, Zen Master Xingtai just heard someone's rumor that the happy Buddha statue he needed was unearthed here, so he hurriedly came here.
Seeing that Lin Shan had already taken the lead, he didn't intend to take action. He just wanted to spend the spirit stones to buy it to show off in front of everyone and show his intention to buy a horse bone with a lot of money.
But if it is true as the person in front of me said, there is a "secret map of ancient Tibet" here, then you must not miss it.
Others don’t know about the “Secret Map of Ancient Tibet”. How could he, as a Buddhist cultivator, not know about it? That is a key map fragment of a secret hidden in Zen Buddhism, and even one of the keys to unlock it. I must get it.
And it's best not to let the news get out, otherwise other monks of the same level will find out and come over to get a share of the pie, which will cause another trouble.
Zen Master Xingtai's expression changed at this time, and he began to think about the pros and cons. If he wanted to take down the "Secret Map of Ancient Tibet," everyone present must be silenced! Leave no one behind!
If one of them escapes, not only will his reputation be ruined, but others may also come looking for him.
Looking up at the surrounding terrain, the gray-robed old monk began to mentally plan how to attack with the fastest efficiency and how to attack without fail.
The leader of the monks in front of him saw that he had not received a response from Zen Master Xingtai after he finished speaking. He couldn't help but raised his head in confusion, but what he saw was an old face filled with gloomy murderous intent.
(End of chapter)