Chapter 110 Buddhist Illusion Technique


Chapter 110: Buddhist Illusion Technique

In the ruins, a black iron arrow suddenly shot out, piercing the air with the force of thunder, pointing directly at Monk Fayuan!

The old monk was so frightened that he staggered half a step back before he could dodge.

But the iron arrow failed to hit him after all - Fazheng on the side took action in time, reached out and grabbed the arrow.

“Huh?”

Fazheng frowned: "Could it be..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed!

I saw that the arrow he was holding was wrapped with yellow talismans. At this moment, huge power suddenly came out and exploded!

Countless pieces of iron filings scattered in all directions with a crisp explosion, immediately blasting Fa Zheng’s palms into bloody messes and scratching his face. The nearby Fa Yuan was also injured, and his face His chest was stabbed by debris, and he groaned in pain.

“Hahahaha!”

With a loud laugh, the ruins of the Buddhist hall suddenly exploded. Wu Changfeng suddenly stood up covered in debris: "You must also suffer the losses I have suffered!"

At the same time, he kicked He kicked up a piece of broken wood, which flew through the air and hit Fazheng!

Fazheng was shocked and angry, and smashed the broken wood into pieces with his still intact hand: "You are still alive!"

"How can I die so easily!"

Wu Changfeng jumped out, the fierce wind from his palm sounded like a tiger's roar, and he rushed towards him.

At the same time, another iron arrow shot out, pointing at Dharma Fate again!

But Dharma Yuan was already prepared. Although he was injured in the explosion just now, he still took the opportunity to take a few steps back and formed a Buddha seal with his hands on his chest. When the iron arrow approached, it seemed that If you are stuck in the quagmire, it will be difficult to make any progress.

In the ruins, Fu Qingzhou slowly stood up with a big bow in his hand, his eyes stern.

At his feet, Qiu Chan put her hands on her chest and coughed hard, still having difficulty fighting.

There is more than one Dharma rectification coming...

"Be careful."

Qiu Chan followed her breath and said slowly: "Fa Zheng called the old monk Fa Yuan... Fa Yuan is a famous Buddhist mage in the world. He has reached the fifth level of spiritual aperture and has magical skills There are so many changes, even the masters of the Sixth Level of Martial Arts have suffered losses at his hands."

Fu Qingzhou's face fell silent, and another iron arrow left the string.

He was actually very tired.

Not to mention the fierce battle with Wu Changfeng before, just drawing those fire-avoiding charms made him dizzy.

Drawing talismans is not just a matter of dipping your hands in water and drawing the talisman. The masters of the first two realms of Lingqiao open the acupoints on their hands, which means they can basically only cast spells by drawing talismans. In the process, they need to use their mental power to call the Lingxu talisman, which affects the spirit. The consumption is huge.

Of course, the ancient and even somewhat evil witchcraft like the soul-drawing technique is different from the drawing of talismans. This is another explanation, which will not be mentioned for the time being.

But Fu Qingzhou is tired and tired, and he will always have to fight.

Swish, swish, swish, swish, he gritted his teeth, endured the exhaustion, swung his right hand into an afterimage, and fired six arrows in a row!

Fa Yuan snorted coldly, and formed seals with his hands continuously in front of his chest. A faint golden light filled the air around him, and the iron arrows approached him, and they all stagnated in the air.

However, the iron arrow was extremely powerful, and it still pushed the Dharma Fate back continuously, making the old monk look solemn.

On the other side, Wu Changfeng and Fazheng were already fighting.

The two of them came from the same sect, but they encountered another adventure. They were both in the sixth realm, and they were already second-rate masters in the world. At this time, both of them were injured by the explosion of iron arrows. With one palm strike, it can be said that they were evenly matched, and the sound of the blow was howling.

Fu Qingzhou knew that they couldn't tell the winner in a short time, so the key to deciding who lives and who dies today lies with him.

If you can kill Fayuan, then once you intervene in the battle between Wu Changfeng and Fazheng, the balance of victory will immediately fall to your side.

In the same way, if he loses, Fa Yuan can easily help Fa Zheng kill Wu Changfeng.

“It’s just a little arrow, trying to kill someone!”

I heard Fa Yuan scream loudly, and pushed his sealed hands forward!

The golden light appeared, and the seven iron arrows frozen in front of him collapsed to the surroundings at the same time, scattering all over the ground.

Fu Qingzhou took a deep breath and rushed over.

He could see that this old monk didn't know any martial arts. As long as he got close, he would be a useless person who could be slaughtered!

But when he took a sudden step forward, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

He was no longer in the ruins of the temple with the pouring spring rain and the strong smell of burning. Instead, he was standing on a wilderness, wailing from all directions, and looking up, he saw thousands of refugees. They were half-clothed and skinny, not even a single person standing. There was no light in their eyes, and they were crawling like wild beasts relying on their survival instincts.

Seeing such a scene, Fu Qingzhou's heart tightened. He could feel his heartbeat getting faster and faster, and the warmth lingering in his lower back was faintly hot.

That was the scene where he suddenly saw the great sorrow and great Qi, which touched Qi Ranjue's mood.

"Hey, the magic trick?"

The smoker's voice sounded in Fu Qingzhou's ears: "Be careful, this thing is very rough, if you don't get it right, your brain will be completely messed up. "Fu Qingzhou frowned.

But before he could make any move, there was a sharp pain in his chest!

That was a refugee from the ground suddenly jumping up and biting his chest!

"Meat! Meat!"

The refugee tore open the clothes on Fu Qingzhou's chest and bit into it with his black and yellow gapped teeth.

Fu Qingzhou subconsciously wanted to draw his bow to fight back, but at this moment, a compassionate and ethereal voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Cut your flesh to feed the eagle, feed your body to the weak...after reincarnation, you will find bliss."

The sound was very loud, making his whole head buzz.

For a moment, Fu Qingzhou's senses seemed to be stripped away. He watched the refugees pounce on him one by one and bite him, but he couldn't feel any pain. He just felt a little ridiculous in his heart.

Is this a piece of shitty mercy?

Feeding your own meat to refugees is called compassion?

This is the Dharma... Buddhism?

“You… are not as good as Long Dabei!”

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Although Long Dabei is a pervert, at least he sincerely wants to save the world, but you are just a generous waste!"

A refugee bit him on the side of his neck, and blood spattered.

But he still didn't feel pain, but felt a little comfortable.

At the lower back, a strong warm current surged up, which was Qi Ranjue that had been silent for a long time.

Not only that, there is a rolling clear stream flowing from the limbs and bones, which is the majestic Yiran Jue.

The two forces exploded at the same time, shattering the countless refugees who were surrounding him and biting him into pieces of blood.

At the same time, the surrounding illusions were shattered.

Just hearing a scream, Fayuan looked up to the sky and spit out a large mouthful of blood mist. Puss and blood flowed from his eyes, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"Hahahahahaha, this monk is so unlucky!"

The smoker laughed wildly and said: "What kind of illusion is he doing that is not good? Why do you want to cut his flesh and feed it to the eagle? You will be stunned all of a sudden. Jue Yiranjue is all revitalized! Hahahaha..."

But Fu Qingzhou couldn't laugh. He half-knelt down, propped himself on the ground with his bow, and coughed up blood.

Looking down, the clothes on his chest were torn open, and his body was covered in bloody flesh.

Although the illusion is an illusion, the harm caused by Dharma Fate to oneself is real... Although I rely on special skills to make Dharma Fate backfire, I really have no strength left.

The rain fell on him, washing the blood from his wounds, revealing deep wounds with everted flesh. It was unknown what kind of terrible spell Fa Yuan had cast.

“Hey! Fu Qingzhou!”

Qiu Chan's nervous shout came from behind: "Are you okay!"

Fu Qingzhou was unable to respond and turned his head slightly to glance at Wu Changfeng and Fazheng, who were fighting fiercely.

Wu Changfeng's Mountain-Suppressing Cloud Palm seemed to be more subtle and domineering, slightly pressing down on Fazheng's head. Fazheng was already beaten back step by step, but when he saw Fayuan's defeat, he had a clear look on his face.

There was a loud bang, and the two of them collided with their powerful and heavy palms. Wu Changfeng took two steps back slightly, but Fa Zheng was no longer able to fight, and immediately used his strength to leap back a few steps.

“Hmph!”

He sneered and said: "You surnamed Wu, you are unlucky today, let's fight again tomorrow!"

After that, Fazheng tapped his toes, and in a few leaps he got into the mountains and forests.

Wu Changfeng wanted to pursue him again, but when he turned his head, he saw Fu Qingzhou half-kneeling on the ground, almost turning into a bloody man, and he stopped immediately.

"Brother Wu!"

Qiu Chan struggled to climb out of the ruins, gritting her teeth and shouting: "Go after me! I am here!"

Wu Changfeng's eyes widened, he nodded vigorously, and fiercely chased Fazheng where he had escaped.

On this side, Fu Qingzhou wanted to stand up, but the flood of blood on his body made him confused and his hands and feet became weak.

At the last moment before passing out, he only vaguely saw Qiu Chan's somewhat panicked face.

(End of this chapter)

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