Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Sharp whistling sounds echoed throughout the dojo.

The monks moved in a hurry but in an orderly manner, rushing quickly to their respective guard areas.

Wang Ba and Hui Yunzi followed the purple-robed youth and quickly headed for the water curtain that could monitor the area around Yuntian Realm. They were also somewhat surprised:
"In such a short time, it's here again?"

The purple-robed youth looked solemn and nodded.

"The time when the Supreme Buddha comes to challenge me to a fight is uncertain, but the time interval is obviously getting closer and closer..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ba's expression also froze.

The interval time is getting closer and closer, and what this means is obviously self-evident.

Perhaps the patience of these monks of the Supreme Buddha has gradually been exhausted.

As he was talking, he had already followed the purple-robed youth to the front of the water curtain. Besides them, there were already quite a few cultivators here.

His eyes swept across the changes in the water curtain, and then he saw that in one part of the water curtain, the monks headed by the Great Bodhisattva of the East appeared again in the void outside the world.

A Bodhisattva stood on a lotus platform and flew over from afar. Then, under the gaze of all the monks, he stopped in the void not far outside the realm and said in a distant voice:

"In compliance with the command of the great Bodhisattva..."

Soon, all the monks in the temple frowned.

"The rules of this fight have been changed. Ten people will fight in a formation. The winner is the one who wins three out of five..."

The purple-robed youth also looked gloomy, and whispered to Wang Ba:

"It seems that the rules this time are specially designed to guard against fellow Taoists."

Wang Ba didn't say anything when he heard this.

Judging from the rules, it does seem to be targeting him, a cultivator who is good at fighting.

After all, no matter how strong a person is, if he cannot cooperate in a formation of ten people, he will be restrained by others and will not be able to bring out his full advantages.

Moreover, the number of cultivators who are transcending the tribulation on the Yuntian Realm's side is far less than that of the Supreme True Buddha. Five battles require fifty cultivators who are transcending the tribulation. If the other side forms a formation with ten Bodhisattvas, that would require fifty Bodhisattvas. However, the Yuntian Realm cannot even gather half the number of cultivators who are in the middle stage of the tribulation.

This also means that the fight is doomed to fail before it even begins.

Not only him, the purple-robed young man and other monks also realized this.

"Here I have a diagram of a ten-man formation, it's extremely effective, let's practice it quickly, maybe there will be a chance of success."

A cultivator in the early stage of tribulation who was good at formations spoke.

After hearing this, the monks looked at each other but were not too happy.

In the art of formation, when limited to ten people, even if there is some difference in the power of the formation, it will not be too much. In this case, more emphasis is placed on the strength of each cultivator in the formation, and whether they can cooperate tacitly, so that the power of ten people, after being amplified by the formation, can still be used by one person.

"Although the formation is good, we come from different realms. Firstly, we have different cultivations. Secondly, some of us are familiar with each other, while others are unfamiliar. It is difficult to completely entrust our safety to others. However, the people of the Supreme True Buddha are very familiar with each other. Not to mention the gap in our own strength, just the tacit understanding is a troublesome matter."

A cultivator in the middle stage of tribulation shook his head and sighed.

Hearing this, many people nodded helplessly.

However, someone soon came up with a solution:
"I have a 'heart puppet technique' that can imprint a specially made talisman into the cultivator's soul. The person in charge of the 'main talisman' can control it as long as he has a mind. In this way, there is no need to worry about improper coordination."

Although it cannot solve the problem of everyone's system being messy and unable to integrate, at least with the support of the formation and better cooperation, it will not be a bad thing.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

But then comes another problem, that is the selection of the person who will control the 'main symbol' and the 'main formation'.

The purple-robed youth suddenly spoke:
"The person in charge of the main talisman must be very good at fighting and have a strong soul. If he is not good at fighting, it will be useless. If his soul is not strong enough, it will be very difficult to coordinate the actions of the other nine fellows and deal with the attacks of the opponents at the same time."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at Wang Ba.

The only one present who meets the conditions mentioned by Master Bai and is in the late stage of tribulation is Master Taiyi.

The key point is that even when Taiyi Zhenren was in danger before, he still did not forget to save his fellow practitioners. This style of behavior makes people trust him unconsciously.

Compared with him, other monks are inferior.

Wang Ba looked hesitant when he saw this, but he did not refuse. Now was not the time to hide his incompetence. He frowned and said:

"I can try, but if all of their ten-man formation uses Bodhisattvas, we are a little short of the number of cultivators in the middle stage of the Tribulation Crossing. If we change every game, we won't be able to play three games in five games."

The purple-robed youth also frowned slightly and said:

"Then we can only see the situation. We should hold on as long as we can. If it really doesn't work, we can switch... I will also do my best to provide you with supplementary pills."

Hearing the purple-robed youth's assurance, all the monks became more spirited.

But at this moment, Master Nie said:

"Three wins out of five games, but there is only one Brother Taiyi. This means Brother Taiyi needs to win three games in a row. To avoid mistakes, I think we should let others go up in the first game to test their skills, so that Brother Taiyi can be prepared."

Master Nie's words made the purple-robed youth think seriously and nodded:

"Brother Daoist Nie's words make sense, but I don't know who is willing to take the lead."

The monks looked hesitant and looked at each other, but none of them were satisfied.

Finally, the cultivator in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm who was good at formations spoke up:
"Why don't I take control of the main talisman? This way, Brother Taiyi can see the subtleties of this ten-man formation. If that doesn't work, I will admit defeat in time."

After hearing this, the cultivators hesitated for a moment, but finally some cultivators in the early stages of the tribulation came out, planted puppet talismans in their souls, and then flew out with them.

A total of ten monks in the early stage of tribulation.

Under the control of the formation master, each of them held a formation flag and formed a formation.

Perhaps it was because the formation practitioners were good at distraction control, so it seemed that there were no flaws.

When the other side saw what was happening here, ten Bodhisattvas indeed came.

"Shameless!"

Inside the temple, the monks could not help but curse.

Wang Ba stared closely at the monks going into battle, observing their every move.

The two ten-man formations on the field soon collided.

The monk who practiced the formation was indeed extremely skilled in his use of the formation. Although the ten of them were far less powerful than the opposing side, they managed to rely on the clever arrangement of the formation to barely integrate the strength of ten people and avoid the opponent's sharp edge, and just happened to fight with one Bodhisattva on the opposite side.

Although he was not good at fighting, he was able to get by for a while with this method.

Seeing this scene, the monks in the temple were all surprised and happy.

“Haha, no matter how the Supreme Buddha’s people planned, I’m afraid they would never have expected that Fellow Daoist Gongsun is so good at formations…”

"I really underestimated Fellow Daoist Gongsun before. I didn't expect that the art of formations could be used in such a variety of ways when facing the enemy in battle."

A cultivator in the middle stage of tribulation couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Ba, however, was staring closely at the changes in the ten-man formation on the field, frowning slightly.

He had only a brief knowledge of battle formations, so when it came to the ability to control battle formations, he was naturally far inferior to this Daoist fellow Gongsun. However, when it came to fighting, he was far superior to him, and he could vaguely sense the stiffness and unnaturalness in the other party's control of the other nine people.

So even though there were many opportunities, I had to miss them all.

"Is it because of the puppet talisman?"

Wang Hao pondered in his heart.

Although the puppet technique solved the problem of coordination, because the master of the talisman did not know what these monks were good at, he could only make simple arrangements and relied more on the effects of the formation.

While he was thinking, something suddenly happened in the water curtain.

The ten-man formation on the side of the Supreme True Buddha suddenly retreated and quickly distanced themselves. Then, the ten of them put their hands together at the same time, and their bodies turned into streams of light. They suddenly became one, and a great Buddha statue appeared in the void!

The ten-man formation controlled by the formation monk did not expect the other side to suddenly unite, and in a hurry, he quickly changed the formation. His handling was already very timely, but the monks on the side of the Supreme True Buddha were already in the Bodhisattva realm, and their grasp of timing was far better than his. After uniting, they actually controlled the top-grade Taoist treasures and quickly killed him.

Each of the ten people had a top-grade Taoist treasure. They were all distracted, but they had a tacit understanding with each other. Even though their attainments in formations were not as good as those of the formation monks, they had created an opportunity to overwhelm them with force. With one blow, the formation of ten people was broken, and they fell one after another!

"I surrender!"

The formation practitioner was also very decisive and spoke loudly immediately.

The purple-robed young man also flew out at the first moment, brought back the ten monks, and removed the puppet talisman.

Then he looked at Wang Ba, his expression slightly solemn:

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding monks couldn't help but look at Wang Ba.

Wang Ba withdrew his gaze from the outside world thoughtfully, and said calmly after hearing this:
"Let's try it first."

Hearing these familiar words, the purple-robed youth immediately revealed a delighted smile:

"Okay! Then I will prepare a banquet for you and celebrate your success!"

"Brother Taiyi, I'm with you!"

Master Ba was the first to step forward and said with a smile.

Master Nie also stood up.

In just a blink of an eye, nine cultivators in the middle stage of tribulation crossed stood up one after another.

The cultivator who provided the puppet talisman was about to plant it into the cultivators' souls, but was stopped by Wang Ba. "Don't you want to use the puppet talisman?"

The monk was surprised.

Wang Ba smiled and nodded:
"It doesn't have to be that troublesome."

He then looked at the nine people. These nine people were either already familiar to him like Master Ba, or they had sought advice from him before. After thinking for a while, he asked each of them some questions.

Then he found fellow Taoist Gongsun and asked him some questions in a low voice.

Although the monks around were puzzled and didn't know what Wang Ba was up to, there was really no other way at the moment.

Soon, Wang Ba smiled and said:

"Will you trust me later?"

"If you don't believe me, I won't come here."

Master Ba was the first to speak.

The others also nodded.

When Wang Ba heard this, he suddenly felt a rare sense of pride in his heart, and shouted in a low voice:
"Then let's go!"

After saying that, he flew out of the dojo first.

Ba Zhenren and others followed closely behind and flew down one after another.

The ten Bodhisattvas who were waiting in the void all changed their expressions slightly when they saw that it was Wang Ba who went into battle. Then they remembered that it was a formation of ten people instead of a one-man fight, and they felt a little better.

Even so, he did not dare to be negligent for the slightest bit, and quickly merged into one, manifesting a large Buddha statue, which stood in the distance, ready for battle.

On Wang Ba's side, ten people quickly took their positions and formed a formation.

"Everyone, release your souls and enter the formation together!"

Wang Ba gave a light shout.

Although Master Ba and the others were a little surprised when they heard this, they still revealed their true spirits at the first moment.

Wang Ba made hand gestures and adjusted the formation, and his own soul immediately emerged above the fontanelle.

But it was a void, chaotic and dark, like a black hole.

The remaining nine nerves were connected by the formation and fell around the black hole.

The spirits of the nine cultivators in the middle stage of tribulation are so amazing!

The surging power of the soul washed over the black hole, rolling like a mighty river, but it failed to shake the surrounding black holes at all.

Seeing this scene, all the monks in the temple were shocked!
The formation cultivator with the surname Gongsun was even more shocked and said in a voiceless voice:

"Brother Taiyi, how can you be so reckless! The souls enter the formation and become one. Although they can be connected with their minds, they are also pressing the souls of nine people on the body of the master of the formation. How can we bear this!"

The purple-robed youth also had a slightly serious expression. Looking at Wang Ba, who was calm and normal, he finally suppressed his worries and whispered:

"Fellow Taoist Taiyi must have a reason for doing this. Let's take a look first."

Hearing the purple-robed young man's confidence, everyone felt relieved, but also worried and expectant.

Within the water curtain, changes had already taken place on the field.

When the great Buddha image saw Wang Ba forming a formation, he immediately rushed over.

Not daring to be negligent or hold back at all, ten top-grade Taoist treasures swam around him and, controlled by ten Bodhisattvas, smashed down towards Wang Ba's ten-man formation like meteors!

At the same time, the souls of the nine cultivators in the middle stage of tribulation also all fell into Wang Ba's soul. The nine cultivators' minds were instantly connected with it, and their energy turned freely. The Dao domains and rules of the ten people also overlapped rapidly and merged into Wang Ba's Xuanhuang Dao domain.

In an instant, nine top-grade Taoist treasures flew out from Wang Ba's sleeves and headed towards the flying Taoist treasures.

However, the formation of ten people was as fast as lightning. Although there were only ten people, they were numerous but not chaotic, as if they were one body. Facing the giant Buddha that was rushing towards them, the formation changed. Around the black hole of the soul, the nine souls made hand gestures at the same time, and then one of them, Ba Zhenren, suddenly came out, as if the ten-man formation had stretched out a hand, and raised his hand to slap the giant Buddha!
In the palm of his palm, the Xuanhuang Dao Realm continued to surge, and then quickly turned red. The thick fire rules suddenly manifested, raging and surging, as if to burn the void!
The Bodhisattvas inside the big Buddha now joined forces, confident that they could fight in formation, without fear at all. When they saw Master Ba coming to attack, they raised their hands to meet him.

In the eyes of outsiders.

But they were separated by the void, and Wang Ba's ten-man formation collided with the giant Buddha with a loud bang!

The next moment, the fire was raging, reflecting the glazed color of the Buddha's image. The Buddha shook slightly, and actually felt as if it was burning and melting!

"This is impossible!"

Inside the great Buddha Dharma image, the ten Bodhisattvas were greatly shocked!

The attack from the opponent's ten-man formation was surprisingly powerful.

At almost the same time, the formation on Wang Ba's side had changed again. Another cultivator stretched out his hand, and the Xuanhuang Dao domain in his hand quickly turned green, and wind and waves appeared, like mountains and seas, overlapping in fire.

In an instant, wind and fire rolled and instantly enveloped the Buddha!
The surface of the great Buddha statue suddenly wrinkled up.

And then, another person made a move at an extremely fast speed, and with the combined strength of the other nine people, the Xuanhuang Dao Domain quickly turned dark, like a heavy hammer smashing down!
Before all the heavy hammers had come down, another person followed closely behind. Before he could make a move, he felt a chill that penetrated his bones, as if he wanted to absorb all the brilliance from their bodies...

The ten-man formation was like a rotating blade, quickly cutting the Buddha.

Under Wang Ba's control, the ten-man formation was as easy as pie. Everyone made full use of the strength of others and exerted their best. Every attack was the limit of the ten-man formation.

At this moment, it seemed that this was not a formation of ten people, but rather a cultivator who was extremely good at fighting, unilaterally crushing the somewhat clumsy big Buddha.

In just a few breaths, the giant Buddha completely collapsed, and ten Bodhisattvas appeared and immediately fled in panic.

However, a top-grade Taoist treasure was still intercepted by Wang Ba's ten-man formation, and no one knew which Bodhisattva was so unlucky.

Seeing this scene, all the monks in the temple were shocked.

They thought of many possibilities, but they never expected that after Master Taiyi came on the field, he would be able to defeat the opposing ten-man formation so easily.

Then I was overjoyed!

Only a few monks in the late stage of the tribulation frowned and thought, and then they suddenly realized:

"If we really fight in a formation of ten people, we are definitely no match for the Bodhisattvas like the Supreme True Buddha, so Fellow Taoist Taiyi has found another way. He simply connects the primordial spirits and truly transforms ten people into one. It is equivalent to two cultivators still fighting, but in comparison, they have many flaws. In this way, they are naturally no match for Fellow Taoist Taiyi."

"But this is also the reason why Fellow Taoist Taiyi can use his own soul to carry the souls of the other nine people. Others cannot learn such a skill."

Several people expressed their sincere emotion.

The primordial spirit is the most important foundation for a cultivator. Only when the primordial spirit is strong can it carry the Dao domain and rules. Therefore, every cultivator who transcends tribulation attaches no less importance to the primordial spirit than to the Dao domain, and does his best to polish it.

In this situation, Taiyi Zhenren's realm is supposed to be lower than these people, but he managed to use his own soul to contain other souls, thus achieving the amazing effect that the minds of ten people are seamless and the coordination is as exquisite as that of one person. It is really incredible.

The young man in purple robe was also very surprised. He had sensed Wang Ba's soul before and knew that although Wang Ba's soul was strong, it was not that strong in nature. He did not expect it to perform like this.

"Could it be that there was something gained in Qianguang Cave?"

He guessed in his mind.

While he was thinking about it, the Supreme Buddha on the opposite side sent people into battle again.

This time, even Zhizhen, the leader of the previous ten Bodhisattvas, came on stage in person.

But the results are not much different.

Although each of the Supreme Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on the field was extremely powerful, they were like giants with uncoordinated limbs in front of the ten-man formation led by Wang Ba.

In Wang Ba's hand, the mind and body of the ten-man formation are completely united. Every move he makes can bring out the power of the ten-man formation to the extreme. At the same time, it is agile and exquisite, which is far beyond their reach.

It's just like the way the butcher Ding butchers an ox, he uses the thinnest part to penetrate into the thickest part without hurting himself at all.

Especially because they were worried about losing their Taoist treasures again, the Bodhisattvas who went into battle were somewhat timid in using their Taoist treasures. They were no match for Wang Ba and his men, and after fighting for only a short while, they had to flee in defeat.

Wang Ba and his men didn't even replace their players and continued to prepare for the next game.

As expected, after three wins in three games, this fight ended quickly with a whimper.

The monks of the Supreme Buddha looked at the Cloud Sky Realm from afar. The atmosphere was solemn. The Great Bodhisattva of the East also said nothing, with a gloomy face, and finally left slowly.

Seeing that the monks of the Supreme Buddha were defeated again, cheers of joy were heard again in the temple.

The monks of Yuntian Sect even arranged a celebration banquet again to celebrate Wang Ba's victory over the Supreme Buddha.

The dojo was once again filled with an atmosphere of relaxation and joy.

However, no matter whether it was Wang Ba or the young man in purple robe, both of them looked solemn as they stood in front of the water curtain.

In the two fights, they successfully defeated the Supreme True Buddha, which bought time for Gai Zhenren and his men. This should have been a good thing. However, if the monks of the Supreme True Buddha's forces found that such fights could not achieve the goal of gradually forcing the three Mahayana monks to appear, what would these monks do?
Wang Ba was not quite sure, but he had a vague feeling that a big change might not be far away.

"I don't know how long it will take Master Gai and the others..."

Wang Ba's voice was slightly deep, and he did not try to hide the worry in his heart.

The purple-robed youth looked at the water curtain with his hands behind his back. He had his back to him, but he couldn't tell what he was thinking at the moment. Hearing this, he whispered:
"They still need some time..."

"opportunity?"

What time?
Wang Ba frowned slightly. Didn't he say that he needed to refine a treasure that could fight against the Buddha Lord Tianshang? What kind of timing was needed?
Doubt in mind.

But at this moment.

The purple-robed youth suddenly whispered:
"Fellow Taoist Taiyi, you are a disciple of the Heavenly Sovereign. If things don't go well... you should know how to retreat."

Above the water curtain, a faint light flickered, reflecting his handsome, yet unpredictable profile that was like a god.

Wang Ba's heart sank when he heard this. (End of this chapter)