Zhutian: My skills are not serious

So what?

Li Miaozhen shook her head slightly, finding it difficult to accept her mentor's statement.

Taoist Xuancheng's thin face was as tight as a string: "What does the feud between Buddhism and Kaiguang have to do with our Tianzong? Let them fight as they please. As long as they don't come to harm my brother, we don't need to care who lives and who dies."

This is very Tianzong!

When Li Miaozhen stayed on the mountain, she didn't feel anything was wrong. But since she came down the mountain to gain experience, she felt more and more uncomfortable with the world. At this moment, this discomfort almost expanded to the point of exploding her.

"Kaiguang, he... he is my good friend. Su Su can have a physical body to use because of his help."

"Friend?" Taoist Xuancheng seemed to find it difficult to understand her obsession with this word.

"Uncle..."

Li Miaozhen was speechless. If Tianzun, Bingyi Yuanjun and Taoist Xuancheng were not from the same Tian Sect and were not bound by the sect's mission, there would be no friendship between the three of them.

Everyone was surprised at the arrival of the Buddha, but Chu Pingsheng didn't care and smiled slightly: "Guangxian, Jialuoshu... Why hasn't Liuli arrived yet?"

The Bodhisattva of the Kala Tree looked down from above, his tiger eyes wide open, his pupils gleaming with lightning, his voice ringing like a demon-suppressing bell, deafening: "To subdue this evil obstacle of yours, the two of us are enough."

"not enough……"

In contrast, the Bodhisattva Guangxian was much kinder and gentler. He twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand and said, "Kaiguang, things have come to this point. If you sincerely convert, you still have a chance to survive. I heard that you have a past with the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons. I believe you have heard about Shenshu's fate from her. If you persist in your delusion, you will not be able to escape the fate of eternal imprisonment today."

"You talk too much nonsense." Chu Pingsheng said, "We're going to fight anyway, so I'll save these words for when I win and they'll be more convincing."

"You will not live if you do your own evil."

Originally, Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha was the most combative of the three Bodhisattvas in Buddhism. On that day, Arhat Duqing and Vajra Dunan came to the capital to cause trouble. Chu Pingsheng humiliated him in public and seriously injured Arhat Duqing. The old hatred had not yet been resolved and he was now even more angry. Naturally, he had to take revenge today.

hum...

There was only a buzzing sound that seemed to rise from the hearts of people. Behind the Bodhisattva Kāśyapa, there was a golden light and a wrathful Vajra statue, twenty feet tall and surrounded by flames, rose from the ground. It was the same Vajra statue that had brought great shock to the millions of people in the capital.

To this day, Xu Qian'an still feels an irresistible sense of powerlessness.

"Amitabha."

Bodhisattva Guangxian chanted the Buddha's name high in the air and closed his eyes. Countless flowers fell from the sky, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds appeared. A Dharma image more than three meters tall condensed, with his palms clasped together and a kind face. Just one glance at him made one feel like returning to the womb, with one's whole body relaxed and without any murderous intent.

You Ji reminded from behind: "Don't look at it, it is the great compassionate Dharma image of Guangxian Bodhisattva."

Xu Qian'an certainly knew what this statue was called. He also knew that in addition to the Vajra Angry Eyes statue, the Bodhisattva of the Kama Sutra also had the statue of Acala, a turtle man with a stacked shell, and that the Bodhisattva of the Guangxian had the statues of Great Compassion and Great Mercy and the Great Samsara, but what was the use of knowing all this? Just the accompanying Sanskrit sound made him enter the sage time, and his mind was full of thoughts of going home to find his mother, let alone looking intently.

ji...

Just at this moment, an eagle's cry came from afar, and a black shadow appeared in the southern sky. It quickly turned into a flapping bird, and a human figure jumped down.

Chu Pingsheng raised his head, glanced lightly and said, "Just right."

Then, in the surprised gaze of everyone, his body split into two and stood shoulder to shoulder with the figure that had just landed.

Three people, same appearance, different dress, but all were consecrated.

Even Tianzun who was fighting fiercely with Luo Yuheng couldn't help but recite "One Qi becomes Three Pure Ones".

Taoist Jinlian looked as if he had seen a ghost. He and Bailian looked at each other in confusion. He knew what the other was thinking without them saying anything.

How did Kaiguang learn the top Taoist skills and transform the Three Pure Ones into one?
From the Black Lotus Sect?

Chu Pingsheng had no obligation and no interest in answering everyone's questions. The demon baby standing in the middle said, "You have Dharma images, but I don't?"

He bent his fingers and tapped backwards, and a Dharma image appeared, stepping on a white elephant, with a white dragon wrapped around it, a colorful Dharma wheel on its head, and a dazzling silver light wrapped around its right hand. The sky flashed again, and the Buddha's light was shining brightly. The bone dragon held the Bingpo Yitian sword in its mouth, which turned into a big sword and fell into the left hand of the Dharma image.

The bliss body that did not cultivate the primordial spirit also made similar movements. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a ten-foot-tall Dharma image with a bull's head and a human body, with iron-blue skin, six hands holding five weapons, and a body full of explosive power appeared.

The Heavenly Sword did not move, but a heart-pounding sword intent rose into the sky.

Everyone has seen the image of the Dragon Elephant Great Bright King, and no one found it strange, but where did this image of the Bull-Headed Demon King, which is no less impressive, come from?

Now Zhong Li knew why he said he was a Buddha at one moment and a devil at another. It turned out that he was not just making it up to deal with her, but the truth.

Xu Qian'an looked at the demon king with an ox head and six arms. The more he looked, the more familiar he looked. He felt as if he had seen him somewhere.

"Great mercy and great compassion are useless to me..."

After Chu Pingsheng finished speaking calmly, Chi You's Dharma image roared angrily, and the entire Beimang Mountain was suddenly shrouded in hostility and murderous intent.

Even the Gara tree can only maintain one Dharma image at a time. Only a super-class Buddha with full power can control multiple Dharma images at the same time.

As an old rival, the Dragon Elephant Great Ming King faced the angry Vajra Dharma Image. The latter was not the original Arhat who evolved from the essence and blood of the Bodhisattva, and the former who obtained the blood pill and the relic was not the Amon of the past.

The angry-eyed Vajra Dharma Image's right fist wrapped in golden flames smashed out, but was blocked by the light of the seven-colored Dharma Wheel. The left fist smashed out, but was held by the glorious right hand of the Dragon Elephant Great Bright King.

When the two great Dharma images clashed, the sky was enraged, the earth collapsed, and the mountains collapsed and the rocks cracked.

The Great Wizard did not cultivate his primordial spirit, and the spiritual attacks of Great Compassion and Great Mercy were ineffective. Bodhisattva Guangxian had to put his two palms together, and the image of Great Compassion and Great Mercy turned into light and disappeared. Instead, there was a huge wheel hanging high in the sky with the word "卐" in the middle. The edge of the wheel was engraved with celestial characters such as "heaven, man, animal, Asura, hungry ghost, hell", etc.

The pale yellow light shone on the demon's body, and the great witch's body was like entering a swamp, and all the movements of his body slowed down. Of course... it was just slow, not at all like what the outside world said, that the great reincarnation form of Guangxian Bodhisattva had the ability to recover in time and make the enemy return to the womb.

Chu Pingsheng looked at the Great Samsara Dharma Image that had the ability to resurrect the recently dead, and thought to himself that Chi You was the leader of the witch clan who was bred by the essence and blood of the Ancestral Witch after his death, and was fighting for fate with various forces. If you have the guts, bring the Ancestral Witch back to me, or... going a little further back, it would not be unacceptable to bring his grandfather Pangu back.

Bodhisattva Guangxian had not expected the devil to be so difficult to deal with, he opened his eyes wide, with no trace of compassion on his face, he stretched out his right palm and grabbed forward, and a giant hand shining with golden light appeared in the air and pressed down towards the devil's head. Unexpectedly, the devil swung his arms higher than his head upwards, and the steel fork and broken axe twisted together, which shattered the Buddha's hand into tiny spots of light, and the sky seemed to be raining light.

On the other side, the angry-eyed Vajra Dharma Image roared towards the sky, and with one punch, the peak where the Taoist priest of the Human Sect had just stood was smashed to pieces, and the Dragon Elephant Great Ming King hit the beast heavily with his right arm's light fist. The strong wind swept away countless stones as thick as human waists. The angry-eyed Vajra Dharma Image, which was known to have the strongest defense in Buddhism, had its armor cracked and its Dharma body trembled under this blow.

Seeing that his clones all had combat power comparable to that of a first-rank warrior, Xu Qian'an, Zhong Li, Sun Xuanji and the others were all shocked, especially the latter. He had been severely injured by a finger in the sky above the palace, and the supervisor said that the monk had held back. He had some doubts in his heart at that time, but he no longer had any doubts now.

Luo Yuheng also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was indeed an insidious guy. The thing he was best at was hiding his tricks, which he did time and time again, in different ways.

For those who were hostile to Chu Pingsheng, this was obviously not a good sign. Zhao Shou and Wei Yuan looked at each other, nodded slightly, one offered a carving knife to the Confucian sage, and the other straightened his Confucian cap.

There were three monks who were performing the ritual of opening the gate. Two of them fought against Jialuo Shu and Guangxian, and the third stood with his hands behind his back, looking down on the two of them like a heavenly sword. If they did not risk their lives to use their trump card, once Sun Xuanji, You Ji and the flying eagle with the aura of the second rank came out to stop them, today's plan to hunt down the monk would most likely end in failure.

Confucianism has no way out.

In order to save Shangguan Xixue, Wei Yuan had no choice.

The Confucian sage's carving knife had already developed spirituality, radiating a radiance without the need for Wei Yuan to control it. The Confucian sage's words for the world and for all the people emerged in the air, and the great Confucian's praises echoed between heaven and earth. The sky, which had been dark because of the battle between the powerful men, was covered with a layer of green light.

Wei Yuan let out a long roar toward the sky, and the blood around him surged into the sky under the stimulation of the spiritual power of the Confucian sage's carving knife, transforming into a ten-foot-tall old man dressed in a Confucian robe, a Confucian cap on his head, with a beard as long as a halberd covering the snow. The Confucian sage's carving knife had a hint of green in its hand, and his seemingly turbid eyes were filled with a light of compassion. His facial features together almost looked like the word "righteousness" written in the human body.

Sun Xuanji said with some regret: "I didn't expect... Wei... Wei Yuan would... not hesitate to do this... for... Empress Shangguan..."

Chu Caiwei was no longer in the mood to eat snacks.

"To this extent? To what extent?"

Taoist Jinlian explained: "As I expected, using the Confucian Saint's token as a medium to summon the Confucian Saint's fighting spirit to possess his body, the price is his life."

"what?"

Chu Caiwei said, "Confucian Sage? Isn't that amazing?" Bai Lian shook her head and said, "He's not a true Confucian Sage. He definitely doesn't have super-level strength. He's at most a mid-level one."

"what……"

Chu Caiwei exclaimed, pointed ahead and said, "Look, there is another Confucian sage who looks exactly like him."

Just as she said, Wei Yuan summoned the fighting spirit of the Confucian sage to possess his body, and Zhao Shou followed closely behind, using the remaining Confucian sage's aura on his Confucian cap to form a connection between heaven and man, calling on the sage's power to bless himself.

Two ten-foot-tall Confucian statues faced the tiny body of the Heavenly Sword with the wrath of saints.

Zhong Li tightly grasped the "pointing needle" hanging around her neck. After being promoted to a fourth-rank formation master, she no longer needed the luck in the Daliang Jade Seal to protect her. She also took with her a gadget made by the Supervisor to track monks.

"Can you summon two Confucian saint war spirits in one breath?" Xu Qian'an felt that this was cheating.

Half Moon Master, who came over with Chu Yuanzhen and other sect disciples, said: "The strength of the super-grade is beyond human imagination."

Bai Lian recalled what Lina said. It was hard to imagine what the scene would be like when the monk took on the mission of the Gu tribe and fought against the Gu God.

They were discussing in the rear of the battlefield while the battle in the front was becoming increasingly intense.

The Dharma images of the two Bodhisattvas of Buddhism and the Dharma image of Chu Pingsheng urged the mountains to crack the earth, wiped out all living things, and the sun and moon lost their light. The projections of the two Confucian saints expanded the battlefield. Wei Yuan only slashed with one cut, and the Confucian saint's carving knife split a mountain in half. Even Luo Yuheng and Tianzun had to temporarily avoid the attack and deal with it carefully.

Chu Pingsheng was surrounded by blood swords, falling like rain. Wei Yuan shouted to stop, and the Confucian sage's words came into being. The space froze and the spiritual energy solidified.

"rise."

Chu Pingsheng hooked his sword finger, and the demonic sword energy continued to tremble, forming a resonant wave, as if to shatter the frozen space.

At this time, Zhao Shou shouted "Don't even think about it", and actually caught the Confucian sage's carving knife that flew back by itself, and stabbed it towards the body of the demon who was wrestling with Guangxian Bodhisattva.

The spectators were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that Wei Yuan and Zhao Shou cooperated so well.

Under the protection of Taoist Xuancheng and Bingyi Yuanjun, the female warrior Feiyan who retreated to the west could not help but loudly remind people, "Be careful behind you."

The demon infant body that controlled the Dragon Elephant Great Ming Zun Wang glanced at the Confucian Sage's carving knife that flew by quickly, smiled coldly, and said in his heart, "That's great, pick the hard persimmons and squeeze them."

The Heavenly Demon Body seemed not to notice Zhao Shou's sneak attack. It stared at the six arms and the six forces released by the Great Samsara Dharma Image, which were in a stalemate and slowly advancing. It lamented that without Chi You's spine, the demon body's power had shrunk a lot, and it only had a slight advantage against Guangxian Bodhisattva.

At this moment, the Confucian sage's carving knife pierced his back with great righteousness, like throwing a huge rock into calm water. His body shook violently and finally shattered into a ball of black spots that spread outward.

Just as Zhao Shou was feeling happy and thinking that he had gotten rid of one of them, a dazzling purple light lit up his eyes. The Confucian Sage's carving knife pierced the target, but only destroyed the flesh and blood, leaving behind a skeleton that was completely purple with a jade-like luster. The skeleton's right arm twisted backwards and grabbed the Confucian Sage's carving knife in its hand with just one grab.

Righteous energy gushed out, sword light continued to shine, and the relics of the super-strong man who could cut mountains like tofu could not break the grip of the purple jade skull. It just kept vibrating and making crisp sounds.

"What the hell is this?!"

Zhao Shou and Wei Yuan, the two Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, including the disciples of the three sects of Heaven, Earth and Man who were watching the battle, as well as Xu Qian'an, Sun Xuanji and others, all looked stunned. Chu Caiwei quickly took out a piece of rice cake and stuffed it into her mouth to calm her down.

No one answered their questions. In response to the desperate resistance of the Confucian Sage's Carving Knife, black mist from the chest of the Purple Jade Skull surged out, wrapped around the bony arms, and swallowed up the Confucian Sage's Carving Knife.

In everyone's field of vision, they saw light surging in the black fog, as if the spiritual creatures were desperately resisting the pollution.

Bodhisattva Guangxian frantically urged the Buddha's light, trying to force the enemy to be unable to take care of both ends, but unexpectedly the blood-colored scorpion worm in the abdomen of the purple jade skull turned around, and an evil force swept across the battlefield. The flesh and blood that had just been pulverized by the Confucian sage's carving knife turned into several different green smokes and flew onto the demon's body, climbing up along the six arms.

Swords, spears, axes and forks, the weapons in the demon's hands seemed to have devil flames, and the power of the six paths of the great reincarnation Dharma was as fast melting as snow under the scorching sun.

It was not until then that Bodhisattva Guangxian realized that the green smoke was completely different from the black mist in the chest of the purple jade skull. The green smoke was made up of countless hair-like poisonous insects, which were attached to the surface of the purple jade skull to form human flesh. The blow from the Confucian sage's carving knife did not actually hurt the monk, but only destroyed his "outer coat".

"This is the power of the Gu God..."

There was a hint of fear in Guangxian Bodhisattva's voice.

He was already at a disadvantage when fighting against the devil himself, and now with these poisonous insects that can devour the Buddha's light, how can he defeat them?
Chu Pingsheng showed a sneer on his face.

The one who entered the world of the night watchman of Dafeng is the Demon Infant with the Bliss Body. Although he has always acted alone, it is actually a combination of the Demon Infant Body and the Bliss Heavenly Demon Body. The former cultivates the primordial spirit, while the latter forges the demon bones inside and refines the witch body outside. He possesses the Seven Absolute Shadowless Evils and the essence and blood of the great witch. Not to mention the powerful defense of the demon bones, the witch body has the ability to manifest the demon form of Chi You. Now, through the cultivation of the Seven Absolute Gu, he has added the combat power of the first-class Gu master in this world. He can be said to be the strongest one among the Heavenly Sword Body, the Demon Infant Body and the Heavenly Demon Body. Zhao Shou thinks that he is in a situation of four against three, and wants to defeat them one by one. He joins forces with Guangxian to get rid of the Heavenly Demon Body. This choice can be said to be outrageous.

The Confucian sage's carving knife trapped in the Seven Deadly Shadowless Evils struggled for a long time before gradually dimming. A sad atmosphere spread over the battlefield. The purple jade skull raised its right hand, and a peculiarly shaped black and white sword emerged.

Zhao Shou thought of the fate of the Zhenguo Sword and shouted "Damn it, devil!" He raised his hands, and the black clouds in the sky were dyed with color. The luck of Confucianism and the power of Confucian scholars began to gather, as if brewing the strongest blow.

At the same time, a ball of red light rose in the east, as if to ignite the clouds in the sky. The next breath, a hot wind swept across the battlefield, and the green of the distant mountains disappeared by nearly half. Along with the red light, there was also a surge of white in the sky.

When You Ji realized what was happening and Zhong Li excitedly called out the names of the three little ones, a two-meter-tall white monkey appeared in the air. Its body swelled up in the wind, and when it clenched its fists and smashed into Zhao Shou's Confucian Saint Fighting Spirit, it had become a ten-meter-tall giant ape.

call……

Puff puff……

A vortex of flames broke through the clouds and rushed towards Zhao Shou, and the falling sparks nearby exploded continuously.

The giant eagle that had disappeared after delivering the Heavenly Demon Body reappeared, with its golden horns gathering power. A forked lightning bolt of black, red and blue fell down, piercing the protective light that was in danger from the flames, explosions and giant ape's punches.

Click...

Spots of light spread out like broken glass.

Zhao Shou, who was inside the Confucian Saint's War Soul, vomited blood, but he did not stop accumulating strength. He was still summoning the luck of Confucianism and the power of Confucian scholars in Kyushu, even though the giant ape roared and smashed the Confucian Saint's War Soul with one punch after another.

At the same time, the black fog in front of the purple jade skull surged back into the chest, and the dim Confucian sage's carving knife was about to escape, but the peerless sword chopped down with lightning speed. With a click and a crisp sound, dazzling white light swept across the whole place, and the terrifying spiritual turbulence formed a hurricane that spread outward.

Even the magic weapon used by super-powerful people and which has already developed spirituality is no match for the monk's evil spirit and magic sword?

Sun Xuanji felt that it was appropriate for the sword of the founding emperor of Dafeng to have such an end.

Zhao Shou spat out another mouthful of blood due to the traction of the Qi. The Confucian cap on his head cracked, and the image of the Confucian Saint's fighting spirit became distorted. The giant ape and the fire beast attacked again. He glanced at the power gathered in the sky that could withstand the full-strength attack of a sub-saint, and pointed diagonally forward.

In the next breath, the fighting spirit of the Confucian Saint collapsed, and the giant ape's fist as big as a house smashed down, and puffed, smashing him straight to the ground from the air.

This was not the end. The giant ape followed and fell, smashing and smashing. The ground within a radius of dozens of miles was shaking, and the mountains were shaking everywhere, and rubble was falling.

The faces of Xu Qian'an, Su Su and others were pale.

Zhao Shou...

The second-rank Confucian strongman was dead, and even if the Bodhisattva Guangxian possessed the Great Samsara Dharma that could bring the dead back to life, he could not save this Confucian gravedigger. Moreover, he was unable to lend a hand because the poisonous insects had already begun to gnaw on the Six Paths Dharma Wheel in the sky.

Because of Zhao Shou's guidance before his death, the vortex of Confucianism's luck quickly collapsed and merged with the power of hundreds of thousands of Confucian scholars, turning into a force that could break the rules of heaven and earth and smash down.

Su Su was stunned: "There is nothing there..."

Li Miaozhen loosened her grip on the gun, her palms full of sweat as she squinted and said, "No, didn't you notice that the long hair is gone?"

After she said this, Su Su suddenly came to her senses.

Yes, what about the third consecration?

The scale of this battle was too huge. Luo Yuheng and Tianzun, the three Bodhisattvas of the Buddhist sect, and the two second-grade strongmen of Dafeng who were holding the relics of the Confucian saint, and now three second-grade descendants of gods and demons appeared in the middle of the road. She was dazzled and overwhelmed. It was normal for her to ignore the changes in the local battlefield.

"He pulled Wei Yuan into his own domain. Before Zhao Shou died, he realized that he could not save the Confucian Sage's carving knife, so he passed on the gathered Confucian luck to Wei Yuan, who also had the power of the Confucian Sage." (End of this chapter)