We agreed to go to Taishan Sect and you will pull the coffin for me.

Chapter 28: Fighting Arhat and Gaining Fortune
Boom boom boom!
The sacred and quiet Lingshan Mountain was echoing with a rapid roar, as if the gods were beating drums, continuously.

Lu Heng became more and more courageous as the battle went on. His blood and energy boiled, the sea in his abdomen shone brightly, and purple divine power covered his body surface. Along with the surging blood and energy, he punched forward to kill. A strong energy wave swept across, stirring up the land in all directions.

Boom! The Golden Body Arhat's boxing skills were mysterious, like an antelope hanging on a horn. He suddenly punched him in the chest calmly, and golden light shone everywhere.

Soon, Lu Heng was forced to retreat again. He retreated repeatedly, his face turned pale, blood spurted out, and he fell into a disadvantage. In terms of skills, he was not as experienced as the Golden Arhat, and his boxing moves were far inferior to his.

With the same punching frequency, others can repeatedly break through his defense and hit him with multiple punches.

But he was not discouraged. Instead, he regarded it as a rare training. An opponent of equal strength was the best sparring partner. Since he couldn't have the strength to fly bricks like the Holy Body, he would start with the techniques.

He gained insights as he fought, and the endless volumes of martial arts classics in his past memories were quickly digested. During the previous creation of the law, the memories left by Daowo began to be activated, turning into nutrients that continuously flowed out.

Gradually, Lu Heng became more ethereal, and his moves became more extraordinary. With every move he made, he used all kinds of martial arts, including fists, elbows, shoulders, and legs... every part of his body turned into a terrifying weapon for fighting.

Although he was still at a disadvantage, he stood firm and persevered.

At this moment, the golden arhat changed his moves, and his fists reached the highest level, as if he had truly revealed his most ferocious face. Behind him, an eight-armed, angry-eyed Vajra statue appeared, and he raised his head to the sky and roared, solemnly uttering the six-character mantra of Buddhism.

Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!

The arhat threw a punch, and the six arms of the angry-looking Vajra image behind him each formed a one-character seal and smashed down, converging at one point of his fist. The sky was filled with Buddha's light mixed with abundant energy and blood.

Seeing this, Lu Heng's face changed drastically, and he couldn't hold on with his fists. He flew backwards and was almost blown up. Fortunately, the Qilin Purple Robe defended itself, and the auspicious Qilin pattern circulated, dissipating the terrible punch force.

The golden arhat was unstoppable, and his moves changed again. His boxing skills were so powerful that his two golden fists flew across the sky, shaking the universe. They tangled with each other, like two golden millstones closing up and down. The void was wiped out, and the sound of Sanskrit could be heard everywhere.

Buzz!
As a last resort, he used the Zi Yao Sword, took the Xun Feng Step, split the fist with one sword, and floated away, escaping from the suffocating attack rhythm.

Lu Heng was certain that the golden body Arhat fruit used a kind of boxing technique that was not inferior to the holy land's attacking technique. It was outrageous. No one could stop the holy fruit from using martial arts.

Brush brush!
Afterwards, he no longer held back, and controlled the Purple Glory Sword, drawing out one blazing sword light after another, crisscrossing the void and falling to the ground, creating dense and deep cracks.

He just didn't believe that a mere Arhat could confront the Four Extremes Magical Weapons. Even the ancient holy bodies of the same level might not dare to do so.

As expected, the golden arhat didn't want to engage in a head-on collision with his physical body, so he punched from a distance, blasting the Purple Sword away.

The battle between the two was fierce and intense, and it entered into a tug-of-war, with each fighting back and forth from the ground to the sky, and then both fell down.

Luohan's boxing skills are peerless. Even when facing magic weapons, he is still not afraid. Just a pair of fists is enough.

"You have boxing skills, and I have magic."

At this moment, Lu Heng snorted coldly, and got a brief chance to catch his breath. The purple Kirin robe on his body bloomed with divine brilliance, and the injuries all over his body healed quickly, returning to his peak state.

Rumble!
Immediately afterwards, complicated scriptures flowed through his empty heart, and his whole body became hazy, as if imprinted into the void. His sea of ​​​​wheels glowed brilliantly, his aura was ethereal like that of a fairy, and he resonated with the Great Dao and turned into a Taoist master.

Suddenly he opened his mouth and a large amount of innate purple energy gushed out. Every wisp was so intense that it shocked the sun and the moon, and every trace of Tao rhyme was endless.

Forbidden magic: Purple air coming from the east for thirty thousand miles!
Bang! The golden-bodied Arhat was not afraid at all, his golden fists shone with an indestructible luster, confronting the innate purple energy and destroying the huge handful of purple mist.

But the purple energy that Lu Heng displayed was too much, covering the sky and the earth, and submerging the Arhat in an instant. The angry Vajra image behind him was constantly erased and shrunk under the sweeping purple ocean, and finally it set off a wave and completely shattered it.

When the imperial technique of the Lord of Dao and Morality was used, it was earth-shattering and could not be compared with any ordinary killing technique.

Lu Heng restrained his breath and gasped heavily because he was expending too much energy.

He quickly looked at the golden arhat, fearing that he would use too much force and destroy the holy fruit. To Lu Heng's surprise, the golden arhat sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together, and his figure gradually faded and disappeared. A crystal clear golden fruit fell, the size of a fist, as if it was made of gold, with tadpole Sanskrit interwoven on the surface, full of fragrance.

"Gone?!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Heng was surprised. Without time to think, he quickly picked up the holy fruit, filled with joy. This journey was really difficult, with frequent accidents, just like going to Lingshan to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

Now that he had the holy fruit, he could undergo a second transformation, undergo baptism and build his foundation, consolidate his talent, improve his physique, firmly establish himself at the T3 ordinary son of saint level, and even look toward the T2 kingly divine body talent.

"Is that a golden shadow made of the mark of faith?"

He looked at Mount Sumeru, especially the three brilliant suns at the top, and thought that these gods and Buddhas in the sky were not just holy medicines. If he could absorb enough power of faith, I am afraid that the Bodhisattvas and Arhats with holy fruits as the core would come back to life.

At that time, the strength of the Golden Body Arhat was not just at the level of the Wheel Sea, but a saint, a quasi-emperor, or even a great emperor? This depends on the level of the sacred tree of Lingshan itself.

This sacred tree, with its three thousand leaves, can transform into the heavens and myriad worlds, and its three thousand holy fruits can condense into countless gods and Buddhas, forming its own supreme Buddhist system, with an attached super-large universe.

"hiss!"

Lu Heng took a breath of cold air. This speculation was not an exaggeration, it was really possible.

"Fortunately, Blue Star has not fully recovered. Now it is just my chance."

He was glad that he did not rush to take the holy fruit. He planned to collect a few more ripe Luo Han fruits and achieve Nirvana in one go. The opportunity should not be missed.

Boom boom boom!
After a while, Lu Heng broke into a temple of a golden arhat. After a hard battle, he successfully seized another arhat holy fruit.

He fought with all his might in every battle, not using magic weapons or divine arts easily, to temper his body and combat skills, and to consolidate his rapidly evolving cultivation.

This happened repeatedly. When Lu Heng obtained three holy fruits in succession, the entire Mount Xumi began to shake, and a strong repulsive force manifested.

Lu Heng's face changed, and he felt like he was about to float away, so he hurriedly took out several antiques that carried his faith.

Bang! Several antiques were crushed in mid-air by some great force, and streams of amber-like golden aura of faith rolled down and penetrated into the sacred land below, that is, the body of the sacred tree on the sacred mountain.

Then he sensed that this repulsive force had subsided.

Lu Heng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If he had left this place early, it would have been a huge loss. He was also quite impressed by the tyranny of the Lingshan Sacred Tree.

Are the beliefs of the Western Region Snow Mountain Holy Palace really consistent with the beliefs of the source of the sacred tree?

I'm afraid not. The sacred tree doesn't care what your beliefs are. As long as it is the power of faith, it will devour everything.

This is different from the path of faith developed by the great Buddha Amitabha.

Afterwards, Lu Heng continued to plunder the holy fruits and fought against the Arhats. It took him several days to pick seventeen fully ripe Arhat holy fruits and had a great harvest.

Of course, the price was that all the faith antiques collected by the Lord God’s Research Institute were consumed and mortgaged to the Lingshan Sacred Tree.

"There are enough holy fruits now. It's time to start the amazing transformation."

Lu Heng randomly found an empty temple, sat on the altar with a calm expression, holding the holy fruit in his hand, and took it one by one.

(End of this chapter)