Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Zhang Xiaofan sat cross-legged on the ground, deep in thought.

Suddenly, a faint red glow appeared on Zhang Xiaofan's forehead demonic mark, vanishing in an instant. He opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the darkness of the distant mountains and forests, thinking to himself:
As expected of Lady Sanmiao, she actually led the entire Hehuan Sect out to intercept and kill Tianyin Temple.

Such courage and decisiveness are rare indeed.

Given the current state of Tianyin Temple, Master Puhong and Monk Pude are already seriously injured and have no strength to fight.

Only Pukong is in good condition.

However, although Pukong is known as a divine monk, he is the weakest among the four great divine monks.

Compared to the Three Wonderful Ladies of the Hehuan Sect, she was no match.

Moreover, Tianyin Temple currently only has two hundred disciples, most of whom are injured. Zhang Xiaofan used his Divine Soul Dao to sense that the Hehuan Sect currently has five hundred people.

Without my help, Tianyin Temple would have been doomed this time.

However, to Zhang Xiaofan's surprise, no one from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect came.

He knew that the old Poison God was still alive and well, and was incredibly cunning.

Of those from the Poison God's generation, only the Poison God himself is still alive, which shows the caution and strength of this ruthless figure.

At this moment, Madam Sanmiao was leading five hundred members of the Demonic Sect to ambush them under cover of night.

Although Zhang Xiaofan knew about it, he did not notify them.

Sometimes, the death or injury of a few disciples of Tianyin Temple was a good thing for him, as it further highlighted his importance and the kindness he had shown.

It will be much easier to obtain the fourth volume of the Heavenly Book then.

"Ah...ah..."

At this moment, several disciples of Tianyin Temple who were meditating on the periphery let out screams.

The screams had barely begun when Master Puhong and the others were immediately jolted awake, quickly stopping their practice and looking towards the source of the screams.

All of them were cultivators with excellent eyesight; even though it was night, they could see things easily.

Therefore, Master Puhong and the others immediately spotted the hundreds of members of the Demonic Cult in the distance.

Seeing this, the monk Pukong looked furious and said angrily:

"You demonic cultists, how dare you launch a sneak attack on my Tianyin Temple! You're courting death!"

Having said that, the monk Pukong sped off into the distance.

At the same time, the Buddhist and Taoist treasure, the Golden Bowl, appeared in his hand, its golden light dazzling.

"Junior brother, don't act rashly!"

Master Puhong shouted and quickly chased after him.

Zhang Xiaofan and Master Pude followed closely behind.

The Tianyin Temple disciples nearby immediately rushed towards the source of the screams.

Soon, the monk Pukong rushed to the scene. Seeing his disciples lying on the ground, his gaze burned with hatred as he stared at the alluring woman at the head of the group, and he roared:
"Madam Sanmiao, you're courting death!"

Having said that, he activated the Great Brahma Prajna within his body and slapped his large hand at Lady Sanmiao from a distance.

The golden alms bowl in his hand immediately flew out, growing larger in the wind until it reached a size of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), and crashed down on Lady Sanmiao like a small mountain.

Seeing this, Lady Sanmiao waved her fair, snow-white hand, and a thin thread flew out.

As it flew out, it instantly transformed into a large net, trapping the enormous golden altar bowl, which was as heavy as a mountain.

It should be noted that the golden alms bowl in the hands of the monk Pukong is capable of collapsing a mountain, demonstrating its astonishing power.

Lady Sanmiao was able to withstand such great force, which shows that her magical power is indeed profound.

"Entwined silk?"

Seeing that the golden bowl of the Buddha was trapped, the monk Pukong unleashed his full magical power, causing the golden bowl to rampage through the net.

But no matter how powerful the golden alms bowl was, it could not break free from the great net of the entangled silk.

At this moment, Lady Sanmiao fully activated her seductive skills, and with a charming smile in her eyes, she gave Monk Pukong a flirtatious wink.

It should be noted that even the Venerable Cangsong, who had reached the peak of Shangqing, was affected and lost his senses by the seductive charm of Madam Sanmiao. Although Pukong possessed Buddhist skills, his cultivation was still inferior to Cangsong's, and his fiery personality made him instantly susceptible to her charms.

However, the monk Pukong, being a man of profound Buddhist knowledge, only lost his composure for a moment when faced with Lady Sanmiao, who was exerting all her charms, before snapping back to his senses.

Just as he came to his senses, he looked at the person in front of him with a look of fear.

A sharp blade, wreathed in purple light, flew towards his chest, about to pierce through him; there was no way to avoid it.

Seeing this, the monk Pukong quickly retreated, dodging the attack to his chest. However, his left hand was still slashed by the purple blade, and blood immediately flowed from his arm.

Having dodged the attack, the monk Pukong looked at the alluring woman who had appeared before him and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Purple Light ****!"

"Hehe!" Jin Ping'er sneered, closing in and slashing at Pu Kong's throat with her purple blade.

Pu Kong quickly dodged the attack and unleashed his magic to fight Jin Ping'er.

Pu Kong's cultivation was already inferior to that of Lady Sanmiao. With this distraction, Lady Sanmiao's magic weapon, the Entwining Silk, flung away the Floating Golden Bowl.

Then, he activated the entwined silk threads, transforming them into a giant net that rapidly descended towards Pu Kong.

Jin Ping'er entangled Pu Kong for a moment, and just as the Entwining Silk was about to cover him, she quickly retreated.

As the monk Pukong looked at the entangled silk threads that were about to trap him, he activated the Great Brahma Prajna within his body, unleashing the true form of the Buddha with Buddhist supernatural powers.

A burst of golden light appeared, and a Buddha materialized and rapidly expanded.

However, having lost the initiative, the supernatural power was not fully unleashed before the Northward-facing entangled silk threads were torn apart and then enveloped the monk Pukong.

Upon seeing this, Pu Kong's rugged face showed panic.

He knew that if he were trapped, it would be like trying to catch a turtle in a dream; he would probably be torn to shreds by the silken threads.

However, all his supernatural powers and spells were based on great strength, and one force can overcome ten techniques. Lady Sanmiao's entwining silk completely restrained all his supernatural powers and spells.

At this point, there was no escaping or hiding.

Just then, Master Puhong rushed over and, despite his severe injuries, forced himself to cast a spell.

The Great Compassion Golden Wheel flew swiftly to the top of the monk Pukong's head, radiating golden light and directly pushing back the powerful Entangling Silk.

"puff!"

However, Master Puhong was already severely injured. Forcibly casting the spell caused his internal injuries to relapse, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of hot blood.

His body trembled so badly that he couldn't even stand up and fell to the ground.

Just then, Zhang Xiaofan arrived and quickly helped Master Puhong, who was about to fall to the ground, up.

The heavily injured monk Pude also arrived at this time, but after looking around, his old face was full of seriousness.

More than a dozen Tianyin Temple disciples had already fallen to the ground.

Looking around, there were about five hundred demonic cult members.

At present, junior brother Pukong is no match for Lady Sanmiao. He and senior brother Puhong are seriously injured and unable to fight anymore.

The disciples, numbering around 190 including Faxiang, were mostly injured, and their numbers were less than those of the 500 demonic sect members.

No matter how you look at it, Tianyin Temple is at a disadvantage.

Now, our only option is to rely on Zhang Xiaofan.

Otherwise, they're doomed.

"Zhang Xiaofan!"

At this moment, Jin Ping'er's voice rang out, filled with surprise and joy.

She never expected that Zhang Xiaofan would be with the people from Tianyin Temple.

However, she had witnessed Zhang Xiaofan's battle with the heavily injured Beast God while hiding in Qingyun Mountain.

So he immediately shouted to those around him:
"Stop it all!"

(End of this chapter)