Longevity begins with alchemy master

Starting from the time Luo Chen and Qing Shuang stepped into the Glazed Pure Land, three or four months had actually passed unknowingly.

During such a long period of time, the major forces in the Mo Nan Royal Court had basically received the news.

Even some more distant places, such as the Far East Ocean that Luo Chen and his companions had passed through before, more or less knew about the situation here.

Therefore, the number of monks occupying the entrance to the Lapis Lazuli Pure Land is increasing.

Although they did not gather together, if you looked around, you could see that there were crowds of people outside the entrance.

Among them are some old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage hidden in the royal court of the southern desert and the vast sea of ​​the far east.

These old monsters did not enter the Pure Land of Lapis Lazuli directly, but wandered around outside, watching the fire from the other side of the river, and no one knew what their plans were.

Suddenly!
Someone in the crowd shouted.

"coming!"

As everyone was in an uproar, they saw a huge ray of light breaking through the air in the sky. Wherever it passed, the wind and clouds were stirred, the sky and the earth changed color, and only a long empty mark was left that lingered for a long time.

The escaping light dissipated, and dozens of figures suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

When the crowd saw these dozens of people, they couldn't help but be in an uproar.

They are all powerful Yuanying stage masters!
There was even an old Yuanying monster in the crowd who gasped and blurted out.

"All eight abbots of the Hanging Temple are here!"

Looking around, among the solemn and dignified monks of the Hanging Temple, there are eight figures whose aura is as profound as the sea and whose Buddha power is abundant.

There are Arhat Hall, Xinchan Hall, Yaowang Hall, Vinaya Hall...even the abbots of Prajna Hall and Bodhidharma Hall stand among them.

Some people may not know what being the abbot of these two academies means, but as long as it is mentioned that Mahakala, the current abbot of the Hanging Temple, was the abbot of the Prajna Hall back then, the significance will be understood.

Their simultaneous appearance is enough to show the importance of the appearance of the Lapis Lazuli Pure Land.

After all, when the Red Sand Ancient Scorpion attacked the Hanging Temple not long ago, the Hanging Temple did not treat it seriously with such a lineup.

Now, the thirty-six strongest monks among the one hundred and eight eminent monks, and even the heads of the eight academies, have come together. Who in the entire Western Desert can stop them?

The noisy crowd and the restless atmosphere did not affect the solemn atmosphere of the monks in the Hanging Temple at all.

After they looked around, their sights all fell on the entrance where the halo was flowing as if a portal had been opened in the void.

A white-faced monk in a colorful cassock pointed a finger at the center of his eyebrows.

As the light flowed, the center of his eyebrows slowly cracked, and a vertical eye suddenly appeared.

It is the magical power of Buddhism - the divine eye!
At first glance, the white-faced monk looked shocked.

"Inspiration flows, and the Buddhist rhythm rises!"

An old monk with a broad face, big ears and half-exposed robes standing next to him did not seem strange.

"As the Arhat said, Senior Brother Xuan Du is indeed using the Glazed Pure Land to collect spiritual energy and is trying to enter the Arhat realm."

The white-faced monk took a deep breath and said, "We can't let him do that. If he does that, the Glazed Pure Land won't be usable again for at least a hundred years, and Mahakala won't be able to personally eliminate the evil spirits and influence the world."

The old monk beside him also nodded, "Yes, if you want to advance, you can just go back to the Hanging Temple. The power of this Glazed Pure Land cannot be wasted like this!"

The two looked at each other and walked into the entrance tacitly.

The others followed without hesitation and entered one after another.

In an instant, the thirty-six monks of the Hanging Temple disappeared, as if they had never been there.

But the eyes of tens of thousands of monks would not be wrong.

After they left, the Yuanying monsters in the crowd began to communicate with each other.

"Do you want to go in?"

"With such a scene, I'm afraid we'll have to fight hard. If the city gate catches fire, it's inevitable that innocent people will be affected. I won't go."

"Humph, why are you so timid, Taoist Yu? With so many powerful people coming to the Hanging Temple, it will be easy to take back the Glazed Pure Land. We are just watching the battle, what are we afraid of?"

"Fellow Daoist Shi is right. If the situation is a little chaotic, we might be able to gain some benefits. Besides, the Great Brahma Emperor and Xiao Yan and the others have gone in before, and nothing happened!"

"You can go if you want. Anyway, I will not get involved in this muddy water."

After some communication, the hidden Yuanying monsters gradually split into two camps.

One party no longer hid his tracks and stepped into the Pure Land of Glaze.

The other party was still hiding in the crowd, and even moved a little further away. However, they still spread their consciousness as much as possible, always paying attention to the situation near Liuli Pure Land.

Obviously, once there is a real opportunity, they would not mind rushing in to get a piece of the pie.

After all, the Lapis Lazuli Pure Land is known as the most valuable treasure in Buddhism!

No matter how many resources are hidden inside, this spiritual treasure alone is enough to make people covet it.

While waiting, suddenly all the Yuanying monsters cast their spiritual consciousness on a group of monks in simple robes.

It is the Dalai Lama monks who pursue the philosophy of asceticism!
At this moment, the faces of the Tulas changed drastically, and emotions of worry and panic spread instantly.

There is only one reason for this change.

"The leaders of Tu Luo have fallen!"

The Yuanying monsters who did not go in were all shocked.

How long has it been since the monk entered the Hanging Temple, and how come such a hardworking and powerful person has been harmed?
……

Within the Lapis Lazuli Pure Land.

Go back in time for a moment.

The moment the thirty-six eminent monks of the Hanging Temple entered, they saw the Buddhist temple shrouded in moonlight and the primordial spirit hanging high in the sky.

Absorbing inspiration and using it as a support to travel in the ocean of vital energy is the sign of advancement to the divine realm.

The white-faced monk's pupils shrank, and he shouted loudly: "Amitabha, how can Senior Brother Xuandu violate the precepts and use the power of the Pure Land just for his own selfish reasons?"

The sound of Buddhist music rushed straight into the moonlit glazed palace.

However, before it could affect Master Xuan Du, it was blocked.

"Everyone, you came here uninvited and are considered bad guests. And you are being so loud and noisy, which is even more impolite!"

The light laughter spread all over the place, and instantly suppressed the white-faced monk's Buddhist chanting.

The white-faced monk's expression changed slightly, and he finally shifted his attention to the pavilion outside the hall.

A man in a golden robe and a Taoist in white.

Of course he knew the man in the golden robe. He was the Lord Brahma who almost took over the position of the head of the Prajna Hall. The other man was the powerful being who had just suppressed his Buddhist voice.

Based on the information from the Hanging Temple, the white-faced monk instantly identified himself with the person.

"The strong man from the Eastern Wasteland, Luo Chen from the Dan Sect?"

Luo Chen looked at them from afar and smiled slightly, "It seems that my name is really famous. Even the Hanging Temple, which has been secluded for many years, knows my origins."

The white-faced monk shook his head. "You are known as a kind and benevolent gentleman, why do you help the evil? You helped the great demon Qingshuang escape from trouble before, and now you want to get involved in the internal disputes of our Buddhist sect?"

Luo Chen walked out of the pavilion with his hands behind his back, revealing the bearing and demeanor of a great master.

"I have to do what I am entrusted with!"

"You alone cannot stop us from doing what we are doing." The white-faced monk didn't care and cast his eyes on the man in the golden robe. "Donor Liansheng, do you want to stop us or help us?"

Liansheng?

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows.

It turns out that this is the real name of Lord Brahma.

Behind him, the strongest man in Mo Nan, Emperor Brahma, who was being questioned, looked helpless.

"You Buddhists should solve your own problems. I will neither help nor stop you."

After saying that, he bowed to Luo Chen.

"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist!"

Luo Chen hummed without even turning his head. "Go ahead! With me here, they can't go beyond the line!"

As he spoke, his right hand lowered, and a blood-red sword slowly emerged.

King Brahma looked at the sword with fear and slowly stepped back.

In the distance, the white-faced monk couldn't help but purse his lips.

"Magic sword!"

"The donor has truly fallen into depravity, doing evil things and holding a bloody devil sword. In time, he will surely bring disaster to the world!"

"In that case, please go back to the Hanging Temple together!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the monk behind him immediately flew towards Luo Chen.

Not only that, their respective flight trajectories also became mysterious.

Luo Chen's originally relaxed expression suddenly disappeared, and under the reflection of his red and golden pupils, he suddenly discovered that the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth had undergone tremendous changes.

A reminder sounded beside my ear.

"This is the most famous Arhat formation in the Hanging Temple. Be careful, fellow Taoist!"

He is Lord Brahma.

Although he did not say much, just these four words "Arhat Array" were enough.

The name of this formation is not particularly amazing, and there are formations with this name circulating even in the secular world.

But their power is completely different.

This formation is based on nine people and takes the twelve Earthly Branches as its core. It contains the changes of yin and yang and encompasses the attributes of the five elements. Once formed, it is harmonious and perfect with almost no flaws.

The changes and attacks are wonderful and unpredictable.

When expanding or contracting, the formation can be large or small.

And the more people there are, the more powerful they are.

The Eighteen Arhats formation formed by ordinary Jindan stage monks is enough to threaten Yuanying stage monks.

If it were replaced with a Nascent Soul cultivator as the basis, the power would be unimaginable.

According to rumors, the reason why the Hanging Temple has always retained the seats for 108 eminent monks is because it wants to put together a lineup of 108 Arhats.

If the Arhat Array is composed of one hundred and eight Nascent Soul monks, it would be like a peak Arhat in the world, and no one in this world could stop them!

Of course, the only sect in the entire mountain and sea world that could have such a foundation was the former Tianyuan Taoist Sect.

With the current strength of the Hanging Temple, it is still far from being able to form an Arhat formation consisting of 108 Nascent Souls.

Even the number seventy-two is a stretch.

In order to reclaim the Lapis Lazuli Pure Land this time, they sent out the thirty-six most suitable monks, all of whom were in the Nascent Soul stage!
Especially the heads of the eight academies who are leading the group are comparable to great monks.

It is hard to say whether the Thirty-Six Arhats formation with them as the core can dominate the world, but it can already threaten the existence of the gods.

Luo Chen had profound attainments in formations and extensive knowledge. From the moment Lord Brahma told him the name of the formation, all the relevant information emerged in his mind.

His brows furrowed deeply.

If he were to fight alone against the thirty-six eminent monks, including the abbots of the eight academies, he would be fully confident.

If it was an ordinary formation, he would be confident that he could break out of it, and the chances of winning or losing would be between 30 and 70.

The enemies are three, and he is seven!
But if it was the most famous Arhat formation in the Hanging Temple, Luo Chen's confidence would be greatly reduced.

Thirty-six monks...this number is not very good.

The Mingyuan Sect used to be based on thirty-six Nascent Soul True Immortals, which included six great cultivators including the City Lord Lingtian. They formed the Zhoutian Star Array and forcibly subdued the Qinghe Immortal.

Am I now comparable to the spiritual god Qinghexian?

Luo Chen felt like he was facing a formidable enemy!

Just as his magic power was flowing, his consciousness moved slightly, and he turned sideways and slashed with the sword.

Swish!
The sword light suddenly burst out, and a scream was heard behind him.

"what!"

It’s the leader of all the Dalas!
Before he could even make a move, just showing a bit of hostility and eagerness, he was struck by thunder, and he didn't even have time to resist.

All that was left on the spot was a deep ditch and a body split in half.

Xiao Yan and Ta Po stood blankly on both sides, their eyes full of horror.

This sword...

"act recklessly!"

Luo Chen snorted coldly. With a powerful enemy at the doorstep, how could he tolerate the villains spying on him?

A sigh was heard from the moonlit glazed hall behind him.

In the end, the lives of the Tulas leaders could not be saved.

Luo Chen still didn't look back, but said coldly: "A bodhisattva's heart must also have thunderbolt means. If you want to save the people, mercy alone is not enough. Master Xuandu, in this battle, Luo can't be as cautious as before."

As he spoke, he slowly flew up into the sky. His long hair, which was bound by the Pingshan Crown, fluttered behind him without any wind, as if a killer star had descended to the earth.

After killing one person first, the fear in his heart about the Arhat formation suddenly disappeared, leaving only an unparalleled murderous intent and madness revealed!

Faced with Luo Chen's atrocities, the monks of the Hanging Temple were even more furious.

"Such an evil demon cannot be crossed and cannot be forgiven!"

Luo Chen was not afraid at all. It was not the first time that he was called a demon. He used to have a Taoist name called Qingyang Demon Lord.

The only answer to the monks of the Hanging Temple is a sword!
The Yuantu Sword, which is infinitely close to the level of a spiritual treasure, has been ready to go. It draws the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, cuts out a shocking long rainbow, and breaks through the air.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the Arhat formation had not yet taken shape and kill one or two weak ones first.

Nothing can escape from the red and golden eyes.

A Nascent Soul monk with the weakest magical power fluctuation was the first to bear the brunt!
Facing this sword, the Yuanying monk had a look of shock in his eyes, but no fear. He simply pushed forward with his palm.

The long sword energy and the ordinary palm collided in an instant.

The bloody demonic energy was fierce and fierce, as if it was indestructible.

The Buddha's palm was peaceful and as still as a mountain.

At the touch.

boom!
The sword energy was long and slowly dissipated.

The bodies of the thirty-six monks shook slightly, but they were not seriously injured.

The white-faced monk, who was also the head of the Prajna Hall, raised his lips slightly.

"You are quite insightful. You want to kill one person first to prevent the formation from taking shape. Unfortunately, we have already made preparations. The formation of thirty-six arhats is ready at any time. Mara, surrender!"

As he spoke, the thirty-four figures dispersed and transformed into a large net that covered Luo Chen.

Only the abbot of Prajna Hall and the abbot of Bodhidharma Hall were located at the back.

The other six heads of the academies were completely integrated into the formation.

Luo Chen had no way to avoid or retreat.

Because the Moonlight Glazed Palace was right behind him.

He doesn't want to retreat either!
With his current strength, he can go anywhere in the world, but if he wants to retrieve his soul from Tianyuan Dao Sect, he will inevitably face a powerful god.

Is he now a match for the powerful God of Transformation?

Luo Chen didn't know, but this formation of thirty-six arhats, which was comparable to the great power of the spirit transformation, was a good touchstone.

"Let me see what you can do!"

While laughing, Luo Chen calmly entered the battle formation. (End of this chapter)