Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 463: The little princess of Wujing is not as good as others in terms of combat power. Isn't this a question about the weapon forging level of Wuzu?

"Boom-"

The Crystal Fist and the Mysterious Sky Jade Whip collided hard, and a low sound was heard. The Supreme Arena that had been reinforced in advance under the feet of the two men collapsed instantly. A circular shock wave raged, and the air within a radius of tens of thousands of feet was extremely squeezed, making a rumbling sound of sonic boom.

"boom--"

The huge force was transmitted to the two people who were fighting each other. Both of their bodies were shaken and flew backwards.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the one who was at a disadvantage this time was not Muchen, the unknown new young patriarch of the ancient Futu clan, but the long-famous Lin Jing. Her body was blown thousands of feet away, and she used an extremely extraordinary Ice Spirit Step to dissipate the shock wave, her little face flushed.

On the other hand, although Muchen was also shaken by the Xuantian Jade Whip and staggered a few times, he only retreated a few hundred feet to dissipate the power of Lin Jing's whip. The crystal spiritual power flowed through his limbs and bones, and his body was crystal clear as if it was created by nature.

The battle in which the winner was decided immediately had a strong visual impact, and the audience in the stands was like a boiling pot of hot water, and everyone couldn't help but talk about it.

"How is this possible? Miss Lin actually suffered a loss in a head-on collision?"

“Before coming to the Ancient Buddha Clan, I had never heard of Muchen. I never thought he had such ability. With this punch, he is qualified to look down upon most of the early stage spiritual supremes in the world.”

"His mother is a great master of the Saint Grade Spiritual Array. Although it is surprising that he has such strength, it is not impossible..."

"That's right. A Saint-grade Spiritual Array Grandmaster is even rarer than a Saint-grade Heavenly Supreme..."

……

"I don't know, Pavilion Master, how about you tell everyone the ins and outs here?" A Heavenly Supreme couldn't figure out the ins and outs here, and looked at the Pavilion Master of Tianji, who was known to know everything, with great insight and knowledge.

"Haha, no problem." The Pavilion Master twirled his beard and chuckled. He looked as carefree as a deity. He spoke slowly, his tone gradually becoming lower:

"From what I have seen, this Muchen is not a Heavenly Supreme of the Early Spiritual Grade, but a Heavenly Supreme of the Late Spiritual Grade. Although Miss Lin's cultivation is only a hair's breadth away from the Middle Spiritual Grade, it is still too far away. It is not surprising that this result has occurred."

“A late-stage spiritual supreme? Could it be that he can hide his cultivation? I can’t tell.” An immortal-grade supreme was puzzled, as he couldn’t tell that Muchen had hidden his spiritual power cultivation.

The spiritual power realm is obvious, is there any trick to deceive the heaven? If Muchen did this, Palace Master Ye would have taken him down long ago.

If he could hide it from me, how could he hide it from Palace Master Ye? That person was also a Saint-level expert.

The other Heavenly Supremes were also confused. If they didn't know that the Master of Tianji Pavilion would not do anything without a purpose, they would have doubted the character of this old guy.

"Tsk tsk, you young people just lack patience and have too little knowledge."

The Pavilion Master sighed and pointed at Muchen who was fighting fiercely with Lin Jing, then pointed at the Futu Tower symbol of the ancient Futu clan and said with a smile:

"The ancient Futu clan is famous throughout the world for its Futu tower. Only the clan members who have practiced the most orthodox Great Futu Jue can practice the Futu tower. The purer the bloodline, the stronger the Futu tower. Do you know how many benefits this Futu tower has?"

"The power to attack, defend and seal?" Everyone's faces became much more serious when they heard this. The ancient Futu clan is well-known throughout the world for their power to seal. This is their signature magical power. Most masters of the same level are wary of their power to seal.

The Pavilion Master sneered, blew his beard, and said in a teaching tone:

"That's an ordinary pagoda. Those with extremely pure blood can cultivate a more superior pagoda, namely the Holy Pagoda and the Dark Pagoda. These two types of pagodas are truly powerful. Not only are their sealing powers much stronger than ordinary pagodas, they can also transform and increase spiritual power, which can increase spiritual power several times or even more!"

"This ability is truly terrifying, and the power of the Holy Dark Pagoda itself is much more powerful than holy objects of the same quality. If a Buddhist disciple cultivates the Holy Dark Pagoda, he will have an excellent weapon that can protect him from death."

“But Pavilion Master, the Holy Dark Pagoda has appeared before, such as Xuan Guang and Mo Tong, but I have never heard of them having such strength.”

A Heavenly Supreme glanced at the arena and saw that Miss Lin was being beaten back step by step by Muchen who was suppressing her with his spiritual power and was about to be defeated.

If the Holy Dark Pagoda had always been so powerful, Xuan Luo and Mo Xin would not have been caught up by masters of the same level, and should have been far superior to their peers.

The Pavilion Master sighed slightly and said, "You are right. Ordinary Saint Dark Pagodas do not have this kind of power. But the Saint Pagoda of this young patriarch is not an ordinary Saint Pagoda. If what I have seen is correct, the power of his Saint Pagoda is comparable to that of a peerless sacred object of the immortal grade."

“This quality of Holy Pagoda is something that Xuan Guang probably couldn’t even have achieved when he was alive. With the transformation and amplification of this Holy Pagoda, the spiritual power of Young Clan Leader Muchen is comparable to that of a late-stage spiritual master, and is probably even at the peak of the late-stage spiritual master.

With such a sacred object in her body, how can Miss Lin, who is unarmed, be his opponent? "

"Isn't this very unfair..."

A spiritual-grade Heavenly Supreme almost blurted out "unfair", but the Pavilion Master immediately shut him up, gave him a stern look, and whispered, "Stupid!"

Many of the Heavenly Supremes understood clearly that since Young Clan Leader Muchen was the son of Great Elder Qing Yanjing, it was very normal for him to receive the most top-level resources and training from the Ancient Futu Clan. Outsiders naturally had no right to comment.

However, even though they had no chance to make a comment, many Heavenly Supremes still couldn't suppress the hot emotions in their hearts, with mixed feelings, and their eyes were full of envy and jealousy when they looked at Muchen.

It is a holy object of immortal grade and peerless. Even if it is held by a person who has reached the great perfection of earth supreme, he can deal with and contend with a heaven supreme in the early stage of spiritual grade. It is difficult for even an immortal heaven supreme to possess it.

Holy and peerless sacred objects are too difficult to obtain. Some of the weapons used by the holy and peerless sacred objects of the Heavenly Supreme are only immortal-grade and peerless sacred objects. Muchen was able to possess such weapons when he first entered the Heavenly Supreme, so he was invincible and even Miss Lin was no match for him.

"But there's nothing we can do. Since we don't have a Saint Grade Spirit Array Grandmaster as our mother, we can only envy her." In the Sword Domain Pavilion, Ouyang Heng had already woken up. He looked at Muchen and shook his head and sighed.

He was proud of his outstanding combat prowess and the ability to fight across borders, but when he saw someone like Muchen who was obviously abnormal, he couldn't help but feel sour.

Xu Lingyun patted his shoulder and consoled him, "It's okay, take your time. We in the Sword Domain have plenty of black iron sword essences and natural treasures. Sooner or later, we will be able to sharpen our swords into holy items and peerless sacred objects."

Due to time constraints, his Tian Fang Samsara Sword is currently only at the level of a spiritual grade holy object, but he is a little sword master in the sword domain, so it is only a matter of time before he succeeds in sharpening his sword.

"The Great Buddha Art of the Ancient Buddha Clan does have many unique features." Su Changxin praised, and Chongxu Lingyun smiled faintly: "I also want to find someone to fight with now."

Xu Lingyun's eyelids jumped, and his gaze fell on Ao Youdi and Master Jin Jiu who were fighting the dragon and lion. He wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and said:

"Xiao Su, those two guys are only at the quasi-immortal level. They can't stand your beating. Someone might die."

Even if those two guys joined forces at the same level, they might not be able to defeat Su Changxin. But now Su Changxin is already in the early stage of immortal level. Once he makes a move, he is worried that these two guys will die under the Hundred Flowers Emperor Lotus Sword.

"I didn't say I wanted to fight them." Su Changxin tilted his head and smiled, "There should be some powerful people here, right? If not, let's meet the elders of the ancient Futu clan." "We are also the younger generation. There is no reason not to let us play. The young master of the ancient Futu clan is showing his prowess. Will my sword domain let him take the lead?"

Xu Lingyun thought for a moment and nodded seriously: "That makes sense. I have rarely encountered powerful opponents since I came back. Today I want to see the masters below the Saint Item in this world."

Palace Master Ye had already defeated Mahayou, a top-level immortal-level warrior, head-on when he was in the late spiritual stage. Even someone as strong as the Third Dragon Prince Ao Huangshi had to stay away from him. He was invincible below the holy stage. Now that he was at the peak of the early immortal stage, how could he fall behind?
"But compared to them, I feel that there are also many experts among the younger generations who are younger than us." Su Changxin looked around with her beautiful eyes, lingering on Yanni who was on the mid-stage spiritual level arena.

Since she came on stage, two mid-stage Spiritual Supremes in the audience came up to fight her, but were quickly defeated by her like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. Her fighting power was no less powerful than that of her senior sister, and her cultivation was even higher than that of her senior sister.

When Wen Qingxuan used the Spear Ancestor's Seven Hunyuan Styles, many people were speculating whether the second disciple of King Ye might have also cultivated an extremely powerful set of thirty-six peerless magical powers.

In Su Changxin's eyes, this is an opponent who may catch up with him in the future and is worthy of attention.

There was nothing noteworthy in the arena of the late spiritual level. After Huai Zhong and Kong Ling fought to a draw, a master from the Huanggu clan came down to occupy the arena. Although his spiritual power and physical body were both strong, they were not amazing.

His talent is roughly equivalent to Ouyang Heng's level, or perhaps slightly inferior.

The dragon and lion pair fighting to a standstill and causing earth-shattering battles on the quasi-immortal arena posed little threat to him, but they were quite pleasing to the eyes.

Finally, in the early spiritual arena, Miss Lin, who had tried her best but could not withstand the opponent's immortal holy object, was defeated. The Xuantian Jade Whip broke, and she was knocked off the arena by Muchen's punch. Her face looked lost and listless.

She, Lin Jing, was defeated for the first time in a battle of the same realm, and her wish to be invincible in the same realm was shattered.

"In this battle, both of you showed your unparalleled talent. You both have great potential in the future. But you should not be arrogant when you win and not be discouraged when you lose. Don't let a temporary failure destroy your confidence."

Ye Kong made a comment and spoke loudly with the Buddhist soul-clearing technique: "Lin Jing, why do you only focus on what is in front of you!"

Lin Jing woke up and said "hmm", confidence and strong fighting spirit reappeared in his eyes.

Just now, Ye Kong had transmitted a message - the opponent has top-grade holy objects to enhance their combat power. It is not unfair that you lost because you did not bring any treasure. Go back and ask your father to refine a good thing for you, and you can win back.

Lin Jing flew back to the pavilion where she was watching the battle in Wujing. Lin Diao hurried forward and comforted her in a gentle voice:

"Are you okay, niece? It's okay. A temporary win or loss doesn't matter. When I go back, Uncle Diao will ask your father to research some powerful magical powers for you. I guarantee that you will avenge your previous shame!"

Lin Jing frowned her pretty and delicate eyebrows and raised her forehead: "Uncle Diao..."

"Yeah, I'm listening." Lin Diao replied.

"How good is Dad's weapon-refining skills? Can I ask him to refine a top-notch, holy artifact for me?" Lin Jing's big, lively eyes were filled with hope.

"Today, I, Lin Jing, was suppressed in combat for the first time. My idol said that Muchen's Holy Pagoda is comparable to the top-level immortal-grade peerless holy objects, so he is so good at fighting. Do you think our martial arts realm can afford to lose this person?"

The little princess of Wujing's combat weapons are not as good as others. Isn't this a question about the weapon refining level of the Martial Ancestor?
Lin Jing raised the issue to the level of martial arts honor. Lin Diao's face twitched as he listened. His eyes seemed to be thoughtful, and a wise and fierce light appeared in them.

It sounds reasonable, so, why not tire Lin Dong out and use the soldier Lin Jing?
“Of course I can’t afford to lose face! Uncle Diao, I will tell your father when I get back!” Lin Diao waved his hand and accepted the task on behalf of Lin Dong.

Lin Dong had used the eight ancestral talismans to refine the Eighth Ancestor Glazed Bowl, a holy artifact that was unparalleled in the world. His attainments in refining artifacts were unquestionable as that of a grand master of holy artifact refining. It should not be a problem for him to ask her to refine a small Eighth Ancestor Glazed Bowl for her daughter.

Although their martial realm is not as wealthy as that of the Endless Fire Realm, they have always been wealthy. But how come their little princess was defeated in the battle with the young patriarch of the ancient Futu clan because her soldiers were inferior to him?

I can't bear it! Absolutely intolerable!
At this time, Yanni on the middle-level spiritual stage defeated the third attacker, and Muchen's voice immediately rang out in the pagoda square.

"Palace Master, Muchen is confident that he is hard to find an opponent at the early stage of the Spiritual Grade. I want to challenge a master at the middle stage of the Spiritual Grade. Palace Master, will you agree?"

Ye Kong narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure?"

"Sure!" Muchen held his head high and chest puffed out, bowing with his hands clasped in a gesture, a crystal-like sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"Very good. In that case, go and ask others if they are willing to accept your challenge. If the challenger agrees, then let's start." Ye Kong said with a deep look.

Muchen's action this time must have been approved by the ancient Futu clan. It might even be the ancient Futu clan that proposed to make the young clan leader famous. There was no need for him to ask other people's opinions.

"Thank you, Palace Master." Muchen bowed, turned around, stared at Yanni, and asked loudly: "Are you willing to accept my challenge?"

Yanni's eyes flashed with surprise, and she said, "Give me a quarter of an hour to recover, and then I'll fight you."

I have experienced many cross-border battles, but this is the first time I have seen someone challenge me across borders.

Muchen smiled and said, “Okay.”

On the high platform, Qing Yanjing smiled and said, "Palace Master, what do you think of the outcome of the battle between Chen'er and your disciple?"

Ye Kong thought about it, shook his head and said softly:
"I don't know what Mu Chen's spiritual vein ability is. If it is quite powerful, then maybe we have a chance to win. If it is not very powerful, then the chances of winning are slim."

Qing Yanjing was surprised and said in disbelief: "The Palace Master has such confidence in his disciple?"

Chen'er's Holy Pagoda has infinite power. Together with the Eight-Part Pagoda, any powerful immortal in the clan can deal with it, and even if they are defeated, they can retreat safely.

"I have taught her some magical skills. Her father is a mid-stage Saint, and he gave her a treasure to protect her. Dingxin takes great care of his daughter, fearing that something bad might happen to her again."

Ye Kong explained in a calm voice, his green robe calm and composed, as if the wind was blowing and the clouds were calm.

Qing Yanjing's face paused, and he forgot that Yanni came from an extraordinary family. With the skill of Monk Dingxin, Chen'er's Holy Pagoda might not be able to gain any advantage.

"Speaking of which, Muchen shouldn't have chosen her as his opponent. It's not suitable. He should have gone straight to fight that late-stage Spiritual Grade expert. This would have a better effect of making him famous."

Ye Kong's eyes wandered for a moment, and he glanced at Ao Youdi and Master Jin Jiu, who were about to decide the winner, with great interest.

(End of this chapter)