Chapter 212: Disaster Array
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In the sky, the exploding fireworks shone beautifully and fell little by little.
Outside Fanyin Temple, Hua Wuying smiled slightly.
He turned around and slightly cupped his hands to the two people beside him: "Two seniors, please."
These two people were none other than Zuo Lamei and Wu Yue!
Wu Yue stroked his short beard and snorted coldly: "If you dare to pester my precious son for so long, I have long wanted to destroy them!"
As he spoke, he took the first big step. Go forward.
Zuo Lamei smiled slightly: "Young leader, you have gathered so many people, why do you need me to take action?"
After saying that, she looked behind Hua Wuying - that mighty and at least Hundreds of people!
At first glance, it was seen that they were a large group of disciples of the Wulin Alliance and heroes of the world, mixed in with some lay disciples of the Fanyin Temple who were tied up and looked confused.
“Your ability is greater than I imagined.”
Zuo Lamei’s eyes sparkled: “So many people came across thousands of miles, but Jin Chan Temple didn’t notice it at all. You The Wulin Alliance is incredible..."
"Senior is joking, this has nothing to do with the Wulin Alliance, it is Brother Fu Xian's clever plan."
Hua Wuying said with a smile: "As for asking senior to take action... ...The lion still needs all his strength to beat the rabbit, not to mention that Fu Xiandi has already made it clear that the temple may have other trump cards, so we must not be careless.”
While he was talking, Wu Yue over there slapped the gate of Fanyin Temple heavily with his palm!
With a bang, the heavy bronze door collapsed on the spot!
Hua Wuying's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "Everyone, enter the temple!"
Wu Yue strode forward, taking the lead and rushing to the front. The rest of the people followed with a bang, only Some people were left to look after the lay disciples.
Hua Wuying and Zuo Lamei were not in a hurry to follow.
"Senior Zuo."
Hua Wuying said softly: "Please help me from the side."
"Easy to say." Zuo Lamei tapped the ground lightly with his hand, and a gentle whirlwind arose under his feet. He held her up and flew away like a fairy. However, he did not enter through the gate, but turned to the side of the temple.
Hua Wuying watched Zuo Lamei go away, then turned his head and looked at a timid person behind him.
“You are Li Qing, right?”
he asked.
Li Qing nodded slightly: "Yes, hero."
"Well, you have a good rest first." Hua Wuying gave him a warm smile: "These days It's really hard for you to be in fear in the temple. You have made a great contribution this time, and everyone in the world owes you a favor."
Li Qing was shocked: "My hero, I, I..."< br>
“Don’t be nervous.”
Hua Wuying patted him on the shoulder: "In order to sneak into Fanyin Temple, you forcibly took the Bronze Bone Pill and practiced the Golden Body Bronze Bone Kung Fu. You were also brainwashed by Buddhist scriptures and left the mark of enlightenment. I'm afraid you have hidden dangers. I will let you know afterwards. Master, let’s see if there is a solution for you.”
“Don’t worry, the world is so big, there must be a way to solve your problem, and you won’t have to live with the traces of Fanyin Temple in the future.”
......
On the other side, Fu Qingzhou also saw Wu Yue rushing into the temple.
Turning his head and looking again, Yuan Wu had noticed him just now, but he did not come over in a hurry. Instead, he leisurely walked to Yuan Xi and Fa Ming.
Fa Ming was seriously injured in the battle with Yuan Xi, but now Yuan Wu suddenly appeared behind him. He had no chance to react, and was just slapped on the head by Yuan Wu!
Fa Ming's pupils shrank and he wanted to hit him with his Zen staff, but his hand was grabbed by Yuan Xi.
"Fa Ming, please see clearly."
Yuan Wu said lightly, clasped Fa Ming's spirit cover with his five fingers, twisted his neck, and turned towards the direction of the Main Hall.
Fa Ming saw clearly, Fu Qingzhou stood there as straight as a javelin. With his cultivation at the eighth level of Wu Qiao, he could definitely see his calm and smiling expression.
The fireworks in the sky have not yet cleared up, but the sound of Wu Yue leading a large number of people into the temple can be heard in the distance.
Needless to say, Fa Ming already understood everything.
"I didn't expect..." He was shocked and murmured: "Surprisingly..."
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Xi grabbed the five fingers of his wrist. Then he suddenly started to use his power, and in a few breaths, he sucked Fa Ming into a mummy.
After absorbing all his energy, Yuan Xi's injuries recovered a lot. Within a few breaths, his eyes regained energy.
“Where is Yuanjing?”
Yuanxi asked in a gloomy tone.
Yuan Wu shook his head gently: "The sea of consciousness was shattered, the soul was severely damaged, and he is already a cripple."
"Humph..." Yuan Xi said bitterly: "These idiots!"< br>
He looked at Fu Qingzhou and was about to leave, but he saw that Fu Qingzhou had already jumped lightly and disappeared on the roof.
Yuan Wu stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on his shoulder, and whispered: "Let's start the formation."
Yuan Xi's pupils shrank, and he paused: "Disaster formation?"
He turned around and looked at Yuan Wu in disbelief: "There is no one in the temple now, who will preside over the formation? He will die!"
"People can die, but..."< br>
Yuan Wu's mood still didn't seem to fluctuate at all: "The blood cicada Buddha's robe must be sent to Master Hui."
Yuan Xi was startled.
Since they left Jinchan Temple, they have cut off the title of master and disciple with Huijue. Although they will tell the disciples in the temple about the connection between Fanyin Temple and Jinchan Temple, in fact they only call Huijue Feel like a "master".
Now that Yuan Wu suddenly uses the title he used more than ten years ago, it already means that the inheritance of Fanyin Temple is cut off. He is no longer the abbot of Fanyin Temple, but a disciple of Jinchan Temple.
“Alas...”
Yuan Xi shook his head: "I understand, senior brother, you have a higher level of cultivation and still have a chance to escape. Leave the matter of presiding over the formation to me."
Yuan Wu did not shirk, lightly He nodded lightly, turned around and headed back up the mountain.
On this side, a group of martial arts alliance disciples and martial arts heroes headed by Wu Yue were already rushing towards them, facing Yuan Xi at a distance, only a few hundred steps away.
“Thief monk!”
Far away, I heard Wu Yue shouting loudly: “Suffer death!”
His body was like lightning, and he could take dozens of steps with one foot. His clothes made a hunting sound, and his palms were filled with killing intent as he pounced!
But just before Wu Yue's palms arrived, Yuan Xi had already sat down on the spot.
"My Buddha, how can we liberate living beings from the cycle of misfortune? Practitioners and cultivators must trek through life and death, overcome tribulations, and eliminate difficulties..."
He murmured in a low voice, The hands are constantly changing the Buddha's seal.
Obviously he was at the pinnacle of martial arts, but at this moment Yuan Xi looked like a magician.
As he chanted, the ground below Fanyin Temple began to shake slightly.
Wu Yue ignored him and rushed over with a roar... But just when his fleshy palm was about to hit Yuan Xi, something strange happened!
A bloody beam of light rose into the sky and enveloped the entire temple!
With a loud bang, Wu Yue's angry palm hit Yuan Xi's forehead hard, and Yuan Xi's head was smashed to pieces like a watermelon.
But the strange thing is that the splash of bone, blood and flesh did not fall to the ground, but floated into the air along with the blood-colored light beam.
Even where his neck was broken, a large amount of blood and internal organs gushed out and turned into a beam of light.
Not only him, but the corpses of the monks who died in the previous chaos also rose into the air, and then disintegrated and dissipated in the blood-colored light pillar.
In Wu Yue's shocked eyes, Yuan Xi's sinister sneer sounded in the air.
"There is no Buddha in the world, with endless compassionate wishes, to save all living beings. Walkers and people with lofty ideals, march forward bravely on the road of hundreds of hardships, transcending life and death... Everyone, please take refuge in my Buddha."
(End of chapter)