Chapter 264 I Don’t Want to Argue with You Old Beast! I Can’t Bear to See You Die so Easily!

"who is he?"

Looking at the young man in front of him, the old monk's eyes suddenly became solemn and he thought to himself: "Is this Immortal Daying?"

It was fine if he didn't notice the other party at first glance, but now that he was behind him and still in the pure land, he didn't even notice him, which made him feel extremely frightened.

You know, on the entire Japanese island, I conservatively estimate that my strength is at least in the top five!

There are only a few priests who can definitely defeat him.

You still have to rely on ghosts and gods for this.

If the two sides really competed without any external force, he was confident that he would be seriously injured in exchange for the life of any one person!

In addition, the Pure Land is the secret method of his sect. Anyone who has mixed thoughts, serious sins, and does not believe in Amitabha will be burdened by the karma of his own thoughts while standing in the Pure Land.

But the person in front of me didn't.

It means that this person has a pure mind and has never committed any sins or never thinks that he has committed any sins!

No matter which one it is, it is extremely terrifying!

It should be noted that I have been chanting "Amitabha" for decades, practiced the Sixteen Concepts of the Pure Land, and achieved three of them. Only then did I reluctantly establish a connection with "Amitabha" and set foot on the Pure Land.

This young man.

His cultivation is definitely not inferior to his own.

As for the entire flower planting, it must meet the three conditions of cultivation, appearance, and age.

There is only the rumored Daying Immortal Zuo Ruotong.

Think of this.

The old monk's eyes flickered. According to the news he received, among the Xuanmen masters, only Tianshi came.

It seems that flower planting is serious this time.

But it was just what he wanted.

It's best for this group of people to come to Lushun Peninsula. After all, the Kwantung Army is not a decoration!

Immediately, the old monk said in a deep voice: "Namo Amitabha, I have long heard that Daying Immortal has profound and unpredictable cultivation and is the first person in the flower cultivation sect. Today is the right time for me to teach you your methods!"

The words just fell.

He suddenly found that everyone around him was staring at him with extremely strange eyes.

His eyes seemed to be looking at a clown or a frog in a well.

"Old bald donkey."

Zhang Zhiwei grinned at this time, "You are not only blind in mind, but also blind in eyes."

Having said that, he had already taken his position, and a dazzling golden light emitted from his body, like a blazing flame in the dark night. Just standing there gave people a great sense of oppression.

Seeing this, the old bald donkey's pupils shrank again.

What, there are still experts? !

Immediately, he ignored the recognition and turned his eyes to the last Japanese soldier guarding the door.

"Don't look at me." Wu Gensheng scratched his head and said with a smile, "I'm just a nobody. If you want to look for me, just look for them. But with me guarding you, you won't be able to escape."

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The old monk's expression suddenly changed.

He found that there was nothing strange about these three people standing on his pure land!

In addition, although the last person seems not as good as the first two, he always gives him a very dangerous and despicable feeling. As long as he dares to break in, he will definitely suffer the consequences.

Think of this.

The old monk was extremely shocked.

Where did these three people come from? When did the world of flower cultivation have such a strong junior?

He knows the white jade pillars and purple gold beams.

But isn't it a double hero?

But compared to figuring out the identities of these three people, the most important thing right now is how to survive.

That's right, no matter how confident he is in his own strength, he doesn't think he has the possibility of winning when facing three opponents whose cultivation is not weaker than his own.

Therefore there is only one way to survive.

Or escape.

Then contact the Kwantung Army to come over and suppress it.

Or make enough noise to alert the entire camp and ask them to send reinforcements quickly!

There was someone guarding the door in the former, so he didn't have much hope. In the latter, the old monk turned his eyes to Li Muxuan, clasped his hands together, and said calmly: "I was blind just now and didn't recognize Immortal Buran, but it doesn't matter who it is."

"Finally, I have to see the real chapter in my hand."

"Old monk, I think you are the one with the highest level of cultivation among the few. You and I might as well compete alone."

"Look at Zhonghua and Japanese Island, which country has better means."

As he spoke, he stared at Li Muxuan with burning eyes. It was rumored that the other party had a domineering temperament, relied on force, and was overconfident, so he chose him for a one-on-one challenge.

As long as you agree, you will have a chance.

Just thinking about it.

A plain voice filled with murderous intent sounded.

“Killing the enemy is killing the evil spirit.”

Li Muxuan's tone was indifferent and he said confidently: "What is there to discuss with a demon like you who slanders the law?"

"You!" The old monk's face suddenly darkened. Firstly, he was angry that the other party used his words to block him. Secondly, his little plan had failed and there was no need to pretend anymore.

Immediately, he sneered and said: "You are a member of the Xuanmen, and you are worthy of saying that I slandered the Dharma!"

"I'm too lazy to argue with you, an old beast."

Li Muxuan finished speaking.

The second stage of rebirth is activated instantly, and almost the entire body turns into dense Qing Qi.

In Shaolin, he could chat with Fan Seng and kill each other's feelings, but the old beast in front of him was dozens of times more disgusting than Fan Seng. What was there to argue with? The most important thing is to take action directly and send the other party to the true pure land of bliss.

After all, all the preparations that need to be made have been made.

Right now, no matter how loud the movement is here, the outside world will never hear a sound!

At this time, it was completely impossible to communicate with the other party.

The old monk's eyes were cold and stern, knowing that the other party was determined, so he did not do any more useless work.

Then he recited the sutra: "Ten thoughts will definitely give rise to a wish. Suppose I achieve Buddhahood, and sentient beings in the ten directions will truly believe and be happy and wish to be born in my country. If even ten thoughts do not arise, they will not achieve enlightenment."

"Only remove the five evils and slander the Dharma!"

"Standing on the Pure Land, anyone who does not believe in the existence of Buddha will fall into hell!"

The scriptures sounded.

The pure land under his feet that originally looked like glass suddenly turned into a quagmire as dark as ink.

Immediately afterwards, pairs of terrifying ghost hands suddenly appeared.

It seems to drag people into endless hell.

At this time, the ghost hand touched the golden light on Zhang Zhiwei's body and made a sizzling sound, as if it was being burned by fire. But even so, the ghost hand continued to pull at Zhang Zhiwei, which looked extremely scary.

"This thing has some evil qualities."

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei squinted his eyes, and lightning arcs suddenly exploded on his body.

The moment the ghost hand came into contact with the lightning.

Collapse instantly!

Wu Gensheng on the other side directly activated the divine spirit, and his ghost hand was instantly combed into a ball of Yuan Qi.

Seeing this scene, the old monk's pupils shrank. He knew that Tianshi Mansion's thunder method was specialized in combating evil spirits, but the method of blocking the door was something he had never seen before.

Those ghost hands are not eliminated.

But it was broken!

But the Pure Land is the secret technique he has always passed down to his ancestors.

Even if his cultivation level is higher than his own, he shouldn't break it so easily!

Could it be

Before the old monk could think too much.

I saw a white figure rushing towards me, and wherever it passed, Ghost Hand actually took the initiative to avoid it!

"How can it be?!"

Upon seeing this, the old monk's eyes suddenly widened with a look of horror on his face.

In this pure land, only those who believe in the Buddha from their own hearts can walk on the ground and avoid all evil. This guy is a Taoist disciple, does he also believe in the Buddha?

Immediately, he said solemnly: "Are you a disciple of Buddhism?"

Li Muxuan did not answer.

Raise your arms.

The body is turning upside down and turning crazily in all directions!

All of a sudden.

A palm that was as powerful as a cloud, packed with huge force, hit the old beast directly in the face.

Buddhist disciple? The poor man is the Buddha!

The poor way is the way of heaven!

At this moment, feeling the terrifying oppression brought by this palm, the old monk was suddenly shocked.

Without even thinking about why this kid could ignore the Pure Land, his two skinny arms suddenly burst out with powerful force, and they were quickly raised to receive the palm.

Bang! ! !

It was like a muffled thunder explosion.

It happened suddenly.

Facing this devastating palm, the old monk didn't even have the slightest ability to resist.

The body was like a kite with its string broken, hitting the wall with a bang, and the flesh, flesh and bones of both arms were shattered and almost mixed together.

"That's it?"

Zhang Zhiwei, who was about to take action, scratched his head.

To be honest, this old beast's cultivation level doesn't look bad, after all, he has been cultivating for so many years.

But I didn't expect it to be so unbeatable.

Just a face-to-face meeting.

He was defeated by Lao Li!

Between thoughts.

The old monk, who looked like a dog with a broken spine just a second ago, suddenly stood up with force on his body.

And his almost shattered arms glowed with a faint glaze luster under the Buddha's light. In other words, his whole body seemed to be transformed into a Buddha statue made of glaze with a solemn appearance.

"It was so dangerous, I was almost shot to death."

The old monk glanced at Li Muxuan with lingering fear and said.

"The brilliance is majestic, the power is endless, the flame is so bright, there is nothing like it; living in the pure land, the Dharma body of Lao Monk is made of glass, immortal and immortal. Everything you have done is just in vain!"

"Really? I don't believe it!"

After hearing the words "immortality", Li Muxuan looked indifferent, and then took a step forward.

The true fire of Samadhi swept across all directions instantly!

The ghost hands on the ground have been wiped out!

Immediately afterwards, Li Muxuan took another step, his figure was like a cannonball, and he rushed directly in front of the old beast.

Then, the white palm wrapped with vast power landed heavily on the opponent's door.

In an instant, a violent collision sounded in everyone's ears, and the old beast seemed to have been hit by a speeding train. The terrifying force directly knocked him to the ground!

The glass on the body surface shattered and cracked.

However, at this moment.

The glass that was cracked a second ago quickly recovered in the blink of an eye under the Buddha's light.

Seeing this, Li Muchuan's eyes flickered.

At this time, the old monk stood up calmly, as if the blow just now was not painful or itchy.

But in fact, the qi and blood in the body have already been surging.

I almost couldn't help but spit it out.

But even so, he still said: "Your palm is a little stronger than before, but it can't hurt me at all. If you don't believe me, you can try again!"

Hearing this, Li Muchuan looked extremely calm.

"Save your energy."

"What immortality is, it's just using pure land to strengthen the golden bell."

As he spoke, Li Muxuan raised his palms high again, "Your Pure Land is a bit interesting. It has the same purpose as the Qimen. It even has the ability of a saint thief. It can steal the energy of heaven and earth and the power of faith to strengthen its own methods."

"But if it stops here."

"I want to see how many palms you can withstand!"

The words fell.

The old monk's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't expect that the other party would see through it as soon as they met!

This talent is too evil!

But having said that, seeing through it is still seeing through it, but if that's all it is, there is still nothing you can do about it.

You know, I have been practicing Golden Bell Shield since I was seven years old, and it has been more than seventy years now. Facing an offensive of this level, it is easy to withstand ten palms!

If you have the guts, just hit me to death with one palm!

As for why he didn't turn defense into offense.

The reason is very simple.

There are two people next to him who are watching closely. If he attacks, he will be taken down in less than half a minute.

And the huge noise caused by being beaten, as long as the people in the base are not deaf, they will definitely be able to find clues. When the Guandong Army arrives, he may have a chance to survive.

Just thinking.

The white palm once again occupied the entire field of vision.

This time, the old monk directly used all his strength to operate the golden bell cover, ready to hold on a little longer.

However, at this moment.

A golden flower blooming with a bright and clear light appeared above Li Muxuan's head.

In an instant.

The Yuanqi in the Pure Land was instantly swallowed by it.

The luster of his glass body gradually dimmed, revealing a touch of golden luster, and restored to its original appearance.

"What is this?" Looking at the golden flower that greedily absorbed the Yuanqi of heaven and earth and the power of faith, the old monk's face changed wildly, and a bad premonition inexplicably emerged in his heart.

The next moment.

A devastating palm directly hit the Qi Palace in the chest.

The glazed golden body suddenly collapsed!

His internal organs were instantly shattered by this terrifying force, and the whole person curled up and twitched on the ground.

Like a dying old dog.

Seeing this scene, everyone present suddenly widened their eyes, full of shock.

"Is this the golden flower from before?" Zhang Zhiwei's eyes flickered. It also absorbed the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth, but now the efficiency is several times higher than before!

But then again, almost three years have passed.

Could this guy have killed the second corpse and bloomed the second flower?

While thinking.

A crazy laugh sounded.

"Hahaha"

Everyone looked down and saw the old monk like a dead dog, trying his last bit of strength.

"I admit that you are very strong. I have never seen the thing on your head. In time, you may have the hope of becoming a Buddha, but you have no chance now!"

"Soon, when the Kwantung Army arrives, you will be buried with me!"

"I can be replaced by someone like you."

"It's worth it no matter how many people die!!"

"Are you done?"

Li Muxuan raised his foot and pointed it at the old beast, saying without any emotion: "The Kwantung Army will not come."

"Huh?"

The old monk looked puzzled.

From the time he came in until now, especially the two times just now, the movement caused was not small. This is also a military camp. People from the outside will definitely report the abnormality quickly.

Just thinking about it.

The young man said indifferently.

"Do you think I was just observing or blocking you after I came in?"

"This place has been isolated from sight and hearing by me for a long time."

"Otherwise, how could you live so long?"

"You!"

The old monk's smile froze on his face in an instant, and his eyes showed a deep fear.

First, it was the means displayed by the other party, and second, it was the meticulous mind. To be enemies with such a person, let alone the empire, Bihe Ren and the major shrines, this trip would almost certainly lead to death!

But just when he wanted to say something else.

A big foot fell.

The old monk's head was like a bursting watermelon, instantly cracked.

After doing all this, Li Muxuan turned his head and looked at the man in a white coat who was shaking with fear, and said lightly: "Now, it's your turn."

"I can't bear to let you die easily."