Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 332 Seeing the True Buddha at the Great Thunderclap Temple

"Huh! What a clever monk!" Qiu Chuji spread out the innate array diagram to deduce where Fahai was hiding. However, the monk Fahai had already scattered his aura in more than a dozen hidden locations. These locations were scattered in various places within a radius of twenty or thirty miles. If Qiu Chuji chose to strike precisely, he could only choose three or five of them at most. Otherwise, the force would be dispersed, and it would be a waste of effort.

However, if it is a coverage attack, not to mention whether it will harm innocent people, Qiu Chuji is not very good at coverage attacks, so it is inevitable that the fixed attack power will be insufficient. With Fahai's ability, he can withstand it without taking any damage.

When Qiu Chuji's old forces are exhausted and a new offensive is launched, Fahai can seize the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Remaining unchanged amidst constant change seems to be the only way.

However, if he gets caught up in this rhythm, Qiu Chuji will become more and more passive as the game progresses.

Imagine Fahai unleashing his immense magical power and numerous supernatural abilities, turning an untargetable turret into a machine with unlimited firepower—the mere thought of that scene is enough to send chills down your spine.

It seems like no matter which option I choose, it's not quite right.

"Indeed, this is a powerful and influential person, making things very difficult for me!" Qiu Chuji said, but the Five Elements Wheel flew out from his fingertips, turning into a disc that rotated above Qiu Chuji's head. The force field of the five elements rose and spread out, covering an area of ​​forty miles.

Those creatures that strayed into this place were instantly sent away by Qiu Chuji using the "near yet far" technique.

After clearing the area, Qiu Chuji gently swept his palm across the air, and countless incomparably sharp swords condensed within the Five Elements Force Field.

Thousands of swords fell, and then they all began to unleash their sword techniques in unison.

A massive sword formation, executed by Qiu Chuji alone, began to be deployed here, covering an area of ​​twenty or thirty miles.

The sword formation was like a tide or clouds, one link connected to another. If one part was pulled, the whole thing would be affected. No matter where Fahai hid, if he showed his face, he would be the target of the entire sword formation's concentrated fire.

Does a saturation attack lack the effect of breaking through a single point to attack an entire area?
nonexistent!

creak!

A precious sword pierced through a protective shield of Buddhist light formed from a cassock, and in an instant, more swords swarmed in, but even more sword energy than swords.

These sword energies multiplied a thousand into a hundred, a hundred into ten, and ten into one, and with just a single sword light as bright as a firefly, they tore through Fahai's defenses.

However, after the protective shield of Buddha's light was broken, the inside was empty.

At the same time, Fahai appeared above the sea of ​​clouds fifty miles away, chanting scriptures in the direction of Qiu Chuji. Streams of Buddhist scripture text transformed into shackles, surging towards Qiu Chuji.

The surge of Buddhist scripture embellishments, with their enhanced visual impact and sheer power, crashed down on Qiu Chuji like a giant wave crashing on the sea.

Thousands of swords transformed into sword dragons, surging towards the raging tide of Buddhist scriptures.

The two converged and merged, and only then did the extremely terrifying mutual strangulation begin.

Large amounts of metal debris fell from the sky, and at the same time, the shattered Buddha's light dyed the sky a brilliant gold.

Qiu Chuji frowned. This seemingly evenly matched battle was not what he wanted.

If this competition continues, it will all come down to the consumption of one's energy.

In this respect, he might not be a match for Fahai.

With his mind made up, Qiu Chuji produced a sword in his hand, took a step forward, and the sword energy soared into the sky!
scoff!

The sword dragon in the sky took the lead, breaking through the wave of Buddhist scripture text and forcibly dividing the wave into two sections by exchanging pieces at a large ratio.

Qiu Chuji then rushed in, taking two strides, and was less than a hundred meters away from Fahai.

An endless stream of Buddhist light enveloped Qiu Chuji, but he ignored it, unleashing his inner strength to withstand the onslaught of the light, and swung his sword with the momentum.

This sword strike, viewed from above, is ordinary and unremarkable, with nothing particularly special about it.

But if viewed from below, the sword pierces the sky, seemingly severing the past and future, the cause and effect of time—truly a marvel of perfection.

Simplicity and grandeur, ordinariness and brilliance, are simultaneously presented in Qiu Chuji's sword strike, which is full of contradictions.

Locked onto by such a sword strike, Fahai couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Only by facing such an attack head-on can one know the pressure he is under at this moment.

"Om!"

Fahai clasped his hands together, and the golden light transformed into two enormous Buddha palms, fiercely clamping down on Qiu Chuji's cleaving sword.

The sword light and the Buddha's light intertwined once again, but only for a moment, and the Buddha's light was pierced by the sword light.

Qiu Chuji's sword strike was not so easy to block.

Seeing that he could not stop it, Fahai, in mid-air, moved like a molting shell, changing positions dozens of times in an attempt to dodge Qiu Chuji's fierce and unparalleled sword strike.

But how can we let him just slip away like that?

The magnificent sword light was so persistent and unforgiving.

If the sword's momentum continues uninterrupted, it can continuously absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth to grow stronger. For every bit of energy consumed, it grows three times stronger, seemingly endless, giving people the illusion that if left to develop, the sword light will eventually fill the entire world.

Fahai was surrounded and pursued, and ultimately had no choice but to fight back.

The robe was folded into a block of tofu, then twisted and stretched out.

He seemed to have moved a corner of Mount Ling, heavily shielding himself and firmly blocking the impact of the sword light. The dazzling collision of light and shadow, and the splashes of light, were too much for anyone to look at.

Amidst the chaos and carnage of the world, Qiu Chuji, whose body was being eroded by the Buddha's light and whose skin seemed to be burning with flames, once again withstood the impact of the energy and charged towards Fahai.

At this moment, they were less than ten meters apart.

For Fahai, this was already an extremely dangerous distance.

Behind Fahai, the primordial spirit manifested, a three-headed, six-armed Arhat holding conch shells, cymbals, incense boards, prayer beads, wooden fish, Buddhist bells and other ritual implements. When Qiu Chuji approached, these ritual implements shook in unison.

Waves of sound came, followed by layers of golden light.

Qiu Chuji unleashed a sword strike, and Fahai no longer dodged, taking the blow. His golden skin cracked open, and thick, golden-red blood flowed out.

The various magical artifacts shook even more violently, and the progressive golden light formed a corridor that seemed to transcend time and space.

Everything around me changed in an instant.

Qiu Chuji looked up and it was as if time and space had turned around. A sacred mountain hung high in the sky, which was both infinitely large and infinitely small, without any foundation or peak.

There is a temple in the mountains, with a plaque that reads "Da Leiyin Temple" hanging high in front of the temple gate.

"Who are you from the lower realm? Since you have come to Mount Ling, why do you not pay your respects?" A deep and solemn voice descended in layers, and golden mountains appeared above Qiu Chuji's head, then collapsed together, squeezing Qiu Chuji into the middle, making it almost impossible for him to move.

Qiu Chuji looked up and saw only golden light flowing in the white mist, but he could not see the real Buddha.

He was about to speak rudely, but his spirit jolted, and he remained silent, only thinking to himself, "What a despicable monk!"

Normally, if you're fighting a monk and suddenly look up and see the Great Thunder Temple, there's a 99% chance you'd suspect he's faking it.

But at this moment, Qiu Chuji realized that it might not all be false.

If this monk had truly been to the Great Thunderclap Temple, and now he was presenting the scenes from his memory, pulling him into the time and space of that memory, it wouldn't be entirely untrue to say that he was currently outside the Great Thunderclap Temple.

If one were to truly insult the Buddha, even if the 'Immeasurable Immortal Elder' were to step in as guarantor, it would likely be difficult to escape unscathed.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Qiu Chuji closed his eyes and also severed the thought in his heart.

He was dragged directly to the foot of Mount Ling, and it was unlikely that he had reached the Great Thunderclap Temple. Therefore, all of this was merely a thought in his mind. Since the mind cannot see it, it cannot see it either.

Sure enough, as the thought was severed, when he opened his eyes again, Mount Ling and the Great Thunder Temple had vanished.

Only the monk Fahai held a golden pagoda in his hand, which was already pointed at Qiu Chuji.

"You heretic! Enter Leifeng Pagoda and take a stroll!" Fahai said, and a powerful suction force burst forth from the bottom of Leifeng Pagoda.

The Great Five Elements Wheel above Qiu Chuji's head spun, and the power of the five elements connected heaven and earth. As if taking root and sprouting, it firmly held onto Phoenix Mountain below, and was still spreading.

If Fahai insists on dragging Qiu Chuji into Leifeng Pagoda, then countless living beings within a radius of over a hundred miles will follow him into the pagoda.

The pagoda's suction eased slightly.

Fahai stared coldly at Qiu Chuji: "Using all living beings as hostages, is this your way?"

"Compared to you, I can only be considered to have deceived you!" Qiu Chuji did not argue with Fahai any further.

Fahai stood at Jinshan Temple, using the countless people on the shores of West Lake as bargaining chips to confront the White and Green Snakes. He knew what the two snakes were capable of, but he remained true to his original intention.

At this moment, Qiu Chuji stood on Phoenix Mountain, seemingly taking all the living beings within a radius of more than a hundred miles hostage. However, he knew very well that if Fahai did not want to fall into the demonic path, he would never sacrifice all the living beings within this radius of more than a hundred miles in order to forcibly take him into Leifeng Pagoda.

Although they appear similar, they are fundamentally different.

"Despicable Taoist priest!"

"Shameless monk!!"

The two cursed at each other, and at the same time broke their vows.

However, the Taoist priest focused on achieving enlightenment, so Qiu Chuji gained the upper hand, and the Buddha's light above Fahai's head was dimmed.

The suction force of Leifeng Pagoda gradually weakened, indicating that Fahai had given up a great opportunity and failed to use the intimidation of the Great Thunder Temple to capture Qiu Chuji in Leifeng Pagoda and send him to the City of Asura.

In fact, even if Qiu Chuji were sent to Shura City, he would not be imprisoned or locked up there.

After all, he was a 'fellow Daoist' chosen by the Jade Void Bell, and could easily leave through the Jade Void Bell's path.

However, if Qiu Chuji messes up all the tasks assigned by the 'Immeasurable Immortal,' it will be much more difficult for him to get help and training in the future.

The Jade Void Bell only gave Qiu Chuji an 'identity'; to gain recognition and assistance, he still had to rely on his abilities and actual achievements.

After a series of mutual attacks, both Qiu Chuji and Fahai were injured and looked disheveled.

But looking at the holes in Fahai's robe, Qiu Chuji smiled brightly, and the golden flames flowing around him gradually dissipated.

In just a few breaths, the active energy that these golden flames stimulated to erupt from the lotus root was almost comparable to Qiu Chuji's single rotation of the Five Elements Destruction.

(End of this chapter)