Xuanxia

Chapter 212: Disaster Array
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In the sky, the exploding fireworks flashed beautifully and fell down little by little.

Outside the Fanyin Temple, Hua Wuying smiled slightly.

He turned around and bowed slightly 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, "They dared to harass my precious son for so long. I have wanted to destroy them a long time ago!"

As he spoke, he was the first to take a big step forward.

Zuo Lamei smiled slightly and said, "Young Alliance Leader, you have already gathered so many people, why do you need me to take action?"

After saying that, she looked behind Hua Wuying—there were at least a hundred people in that huge group!

At first glance, it was a large group of Wulin League disciples and heroes of the martial arts world, among whom were also some lay disciples of the Fanyin Temple who were tied up and looked confused.

"You are more capable than I imagined."

Zuo Lamei's eyes sparkled: "So many people came here from a thousand miles away, but Jinchan Temple didn't notice anything at all. You Wulin Alliance are incredible..."

"Senior, you are joking. This has nothing to do with the Wulin Alliance. It is Brother Fu's brilliant plan."

Hua Wuying smiled and said, "As for asking the senior to help... a lion needs to use all its strength to fight a rabbit, not to mention that Brother Fu has already said that the temple may have other cards, so we must not be careless."

As he was speaking, Wu Yue had already slammed his palm heavily on the gate of Fanyin Temple!
With a loud bang, the heavy bronze door shattered 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 others followed closely, except for a few who stayed behind to look after the lay disciples.

Hua Wuying and Zuo Lamei were not in a hurry to catch up.

"Senior Zuo."

Hua Wuying said softly: "Please assist from the side."

"No problem." Zuo Lamei tapped the ground lightly with her crutch, and a gentle whirlwind arose under her feet, carrying her up into the air. She flew away like a fairy, but she did not enter through the gate. Instead, she turned to the side of the temple.

Hua Wuying watched Zuo Lamei go away, then turned his head and looked at a somewhat timid person behind him.

"You are Li Qing, right?"

he asked.

Li Qing nodded slightly: "Yes, hero."

"Well, you should have a good rest first." Hua Wuying gave him a warm smile: "You have been staying in the temple these days, worried and frightened, it is really hard. This time you have made a great contribution, the world of martial arts owes you a favor."

Li Qing was shocked: "Your Excellency, you are too kind. I, I..."

"Don't be nervous."

Hua Wuying patted him on the shoulder and said, "In order to sneak into the Fanyin Temple, you took the Copper Bone Pill and practiced the Golden Body Copper Bone Skill. You were also brainwashed by the Buddhist scriptures and left with the mark of Yuanwu. I'm afraid there are hidden dangers in your body. Afterwards, I will ask Master to take a look at it for you to see if there is a way to solve it."

"Don't worry, the world is so big, there must be a way to solve your problem, and you don't have to live with the traces of the Fanyin Temple in the future."

……

On the other side, Fu Qingzhou also saw Wu Yue rushing into the temple.

When he turned his head to look again, he saw that although Yuanwu had noticed him just now, he did not rush over, but leisurely moved to the side of Yuanxi and Faming.

Fa Ming was already seriously injured in the battle with Yuan Xi, and now Yuan Wu suddenly appeared behind him. He had no chance to react at all and was slapped on the head by Yuan Wu!

Fa Ming's pupils shrank, and he wanted to turn around and hit with the Zen stick, but Yuan Xi grabbed his hand.

"Fa Ming, look carefully."

Yuan Wu said this calmly, clasping Fa Ming Tian's skull with his five fingers, twisting his neck and turning it towards the direction of the Great Hall.

Fa Ming saw clearly that Fu Qingzhou was standing there straight as a javelin. With his cultivation level of the eighth level of martial arts, he could definitely see his indifferent, smiling expression.

The fireworks in the sky had not yet faded away, but in the distance, the sound of Wu Yue leading a large number of troops to break into the temple could be heard.

There was no need to say anything, Fa Ming already understood everything.

"I didn't expect it..." He was shocked and murmured, "It turned out that..."

Before he could finish his words, Yuan Xi, who was holding his wrist with five fingers, suddenly used his power. Within a few breaths, he sucked Fa Ming into a dried corpse.

After absorbing all of his essence, Yuanxi's injuries recovered a lot. Within a few breaths, his eyes were full of energy again.

"Where's Yuan Jing?"

Yuan Xi asked in a sinister tone.

Yuan Wu shook his head gently: "His sea of ​​consciousness is shattered, his soul is severely damaged, and he is already a useless person."

"Hmph..." Yuan Xi said angrily, "What a bunch of idiots!"

He looked at Fu Qingzhou and was about to step away, but he saw Fu Qingzhou had already jumped lightly and disappeared on the roof.

Yuan Wu reached out and gently pressed his hand on his shoulder, whispering, "Start the formation."

Yuan Xi's pupils shrank, and he paused, "Disaster Array?"

He turned around and looked at Yuan Wu in disbelief: "Now that there is no one in the temple, who will lead the formation? They will die!"

"People can die, but..."

Yuan Wu's emotions still seemed to remain unchanged: "The Blood Cicada Buddhist Robe must be delivered to Master Hui...

Yuanxi was stunned.

Ever since they left Jinchan Temple, the title of master and disciple with Huijue has been severed. Although they would tell the disciples in the temple about the connection between Fanyin Temple and Jinchan Temple, in fact they all just called Huijue "Master".

Now Yuanwu suddenly used the title he used more than ten years ago, which meant that the inheritance of Fanyin Temple was cut off. He was no longer the abbot of Fanyin Temple, but a disciple of Jinchan Temple.

"Ugh……"

Yuan Xi shook his head and said, "I understand. Senior Brother, you have a higher level of cultivation and still have a chance to escape. Let me take charge of the formation."

Yuanwu did not refuse. He nodded slightly and turned to go to the back mountain.

On this side, a group of Wulin League disciples and heroes of the martial arts world, led by Wu Yue, were already rushing over and facing Yuan Xi from a distance, only a few hundred steps away.

"Thief monk!"

From a distance, Wu Yue could be heard shouting, "Die!"

His body was as fast as lightning, and he could cover dozens of steps with one stride. His clothes rustled, and his palms were filled with murderous intent as he pounced forward!

But just before Wu Yue's palms arrived, Yuan Xi had already sat down cross-legged on the spot.

"My Buddha, how can I free living beings from the cycle of misfortune? Walkers and practitioners trek through life and death with difficulty, overcome disasters, and overcome difficulties..."

He murmured softly and his hands kept changing Buddhist seals.

Although he is at the peak of martial arts, Yuan Xi looks like a magician at this moment.

As he chanted, the ground beneath the Fanyin Temple began to shake slightly.

Wu Yue didn't care and rushed over with a roar... But just as his palm was about to hit Yuan Xi, something strange happened!

A column of blood-red light shot up into the sky, covering the entire temple!

With a loud bang, Wu Yue's palm, filled with anger and power, hit Yuan Xi's forehead heavily, and Yuan Xi's head was immediately smashed into pieces like a watermelon.

But what was strange was that the splattered bones, blood and flesh did not fall to the ground, but floated into the air along with the blood-colored light column.

Even his broken neck gushed out a large amount of blood and internal organs, which turned into the column of light.

Not only him, but the bodies of all the monks who died in the previous battle rose into the air together, and then disintegrated and dissipated in the blood-red light column.

Amid Wu Yue's astonished gaze, Yuan Xi's sinister sneer was heard in the air.

"Namo the Buddha of a Hundred Disasters, whose compassionate vows are endless and who save all living beings. Walkers and aspiring people, on the path of a hundred disasters, march forward courageously and transcend life and death... Everyone, please take refuge in my Buddha."

(End of this chapter)