Chapter 422 The Living Buddha Statue
The Buddha statue enshrined in the Mahavira Hall came alive and stood up from the lotus throne.

Accompanied by a muffled sound.

The huge Buddha statue directly broke through the roof and appeared in front of everyone.

"Buddha has appeared!"

Everyone in the Buddhist sect, who had been at a low point in their hearts, became ecstatic after seeing this scene, as if they had been given a shot of blood.

The people of the Poison Sect who were about to use their dangerous skills stopped at this time and looked at the huge Buddha statue that came to life in surprise.

Even the deputy master of the Poison Sect's eyes looked more solemn at this time.

An invincible strongman like him would not take it seriously if it was a dead thing that came back to life.

But the huge Buddha statue in front of him exuded an aura that made him not afraid.

He is a second-level Martial Saint who has unlocked the two shackles of the human body and achieved an unimaginable leap in his life level.

Not only is his skill as powerful as the ocean, and his every move contains unspeakable divine power, but his physique is also extraordinary and holy. He can crush mountains with his bare hands. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a Tai Sui God in the world.

Not to mention in such a small abandoned place, even in the Qin Empire, he was an unimaginable invincible master.

How could it be so simple to have an aura that made him instinctively fearful?

"My Buddhist sect has closed down, so why do you still keep pushing each other so hard?"

The huge Buddha statue speaks human words, and its metal eyes reveal unspeakable majesty, making people unable to help but worship it.

"Are you the old monk Juehui?!"

The deputy leader of the Poison Sect seemed to recognize this voice, and his expression suddenly changed wildly.

"Master?"

The Buddhist abbot's expression also changed. He also recognized the voice and looked at the huge Buddha statue in a daze.

The master of the Buddhist abbot was the previous Buddhist abbot, but he passed away a long time ago due to old wounds, and he personally handled the funeral arrangements.

It was also because of this that he was dumbfounded when he saw that his master, who had taken care of the funeral arrangements himself, was still alive.

My master is not dead, so who left behind the holy relics that passed away in the pagoda?

"No, you are not the old monk Juehui, you are just the true meaning of martial arts he left behind!"

The deputy master of the Poison Sect spoke again, and the solemn look on his face gradually relaxed.

"I was almost scared by you. You old bald ass is really dead and not stiff!"

His eyes became cold again, and his aura became more violent. He obviously felt that his reaction just now was embarrassing.

It was really embarrassing that he was scared by someone who was already dead.

But you can't blame him for being bad.

But the old monk Juehui he mentioned was really astonishingly powerful.

When Buddhism suffered a great calamity and its inheritance was almost wiped out, it was this old monk Juehui who managed to save the fire and fled from the Qin Empire to take root here.

But these are secondary. What really scares the deputy master of the Poison Sect is the terrifying strength of the old monk Juehui.

The third level of peak martial saint.

He is on the same level as the Poison Sect's strongest combat power, and is a true peak powerhouse.

Don't think that the third-level Martial Saint is weak, this is already the strongest person in the world.

As for the fourth-level Martial Saint, this is more of a legend.

this point,

From the fact that the other party was able to escape with the Buddhist fire while being chased and intercepted by a group of strong men who were trying to make trouble, and take root again and multiply, this is enough to explain a lot of things.

When the other party became famous all over the world, he was still a young disciple.

Now facing this kind of person, he was really frightened for a moment.

But it's just a trace of the true meaning of martial arts that is attached to the Buddha statue and uses the power of faith to survive. This is different.

"It turns out you are a little thing from the Poison Sect. I never thought that one day you could grow to this point."

The huge Buddha statue seemed to recognize the deputy master of the Poison Sect, and spoke again: "It is true that I only have a trace of my will left, and I am just trying to survive. It is far inferior to the peak period. However, when countless masters made trouble, my Buddhism was able to continue to pass on. Today, the poor monk is still the same I believe that heaven will never destroy my Buddhist tradition."

"Hmph! It's not up to you!" The deputy sect leader of the Poison Sect said coldly: "The dead people will just lie down. No one can save your Buddhist sect today! All listen to the order and follow me to destroy all the Buddhist sects!"

As soon as the words fell, the true power of the second-level Martial Saint burst out, and the torrential power of air and blood rushed into the sky, completely lighting up the night, as if the sun had really risen.

Compared with the first-turn martial saint like the guardian of Buddhism, he was like a firefly and a bright moon, and there was no comparison at all.

Obviously,

In the previous battle, he still retained his strength and did not use his full strength.

At this time, facing an old monster that was dead but not stiff, he really took action with all his strength.

"kill!!"

The masters of the Poison Sect below saw how powerful their deputy sect leader was, and their fighting spirit soared again, and they charged brazenly.

"The old abbot represents the Buddha and will be able to expel the evil spirits outside the realm. All Buddhists belong to me and we will conquer the demons together!"

The abbot of Buddhism did not let go. When Buddhism was forced to flee, he was among them. It can be said that he witnessed the power of his master with his own eyes. Even if he only managed to survive with the help of the power of faith, he still believed that he would not be disappointed.

The abbot of his family personally led the charge, and the fighting spirit of the Buddhists was also rising steadily.

The melee between the two sides started again.

However, the melee below could not affect the will of the two truly strong men.

At this time, there was no one else in their eyes, only each other's two opponents.

The deputy leader of the Poison Sect, facing a once-famous figure, would not dare to be careless even if he was not in the right state.

As for the huge Buddha statue, he was indeed very powerful in the past, but his current state is far from his peak.

Facing a second-level Martial Saint, he would not be careless and underestimate the enemy.

The two sides faced off briefly.

However, this confrontation did not last long. As the casualties of Buddhist disciples continued to increase, the huge Buddha statue could no longer remain calm.

It was not easy for their Buddhist sects to cultivate and recuperate, and returned to such a state.

If we allow the losses to continue, when will we be able to regain our former glory?
When he took over the Buddhist life fire, he made a pledge with the Lord Buddha.

It was also because of this that he was unwilling to die. He used cruel secret methods to separate the true meaning of his martial arts, attached it to the main Buddha statue enshrined in Buddhism, and used the power of faith to preserve it.

Now that someone is going to ruin it all, how can he remain calm?
No movement was seen, but in an instant the huge Buddha statue disappeared on the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already on top of the poisonous sect's deputy master.

The huge Buddha's palm, filled with dark gold color, like the legendary Tathagata's palm, suddenly covered the poison sect's deputy master.

It is obviously a rigid metal statue, but it is flexible beyond imagination when moving.

woo woo woo—

A harsh sound broke through the air, and the giant palm rubbed the air, gradually turning red, emitting a scorching red flame.

Facing this terrifying palm, the figure of the deputy master of the Poison Sect suddenly sank, and the jade scorpion that turned into the true meaning of martial arts behind him became even more anxious at this moment.

"How can it be so strong!"

The deputy leader of the Poison Sect gritted his teeth tightly, his opponent was more powerful than he imagined.

But now he couldn't retreat. He could only grit his teeth and control his true martial arts intention, soaring into the sky with him.

I want to suppress him with one palm.

This is impossible!

Lin Fan saw all this in his eyes, and the smile on his lips became even brighter.

The more violent the beating, the better!

It would be best for both of them to die together, so that he can take advantage of it without having to exert any effort.

The two daughters-in-law are also happy to see the results. There is nothing better than dog eating dog.

However, Xue Yue looked at the huge Buddha statue that was almost alive, and suddenly frowned slightly, as if he remembered something bad.

(End of this chapter)

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