Chapter 870 The Wind Changes Direction

Under the strong pressure, Wu Yi did not pretend to be reserved, otherwise he would have knelt down at the first sight. There were wisps of Yin Qi lingering around him, and he used his powerful soul power to resist this pressure.

Venerable Mandala sensed this powerful Yin Qi and said: "Is this the reason why you can defeat Venerable Longxiang?"

It's rare! Finally said a human word. Didn't you not want to say a word to me before?

Wu Yi snorted coldly, thinking that it was a response, as if it was a deliberate revenge, which seemed a bit naive.

Venerable Mandala did not care, and did not argue with Wu Yi. He was very confident in the other Mandala he summoned. He looked at Wu Yi with the eyes of looking at an ant, and he was sure of victory.

Venerable Mandala's method, strictly speaking, is not a magical power, but just a method of borrowing power. It has the shadow of the divine way. In fact, it is not important whether it is a magical power or not. What is important is to be able to defeat the opponent.

Wu Yi was at a disadvantage again. This Mandala Master was indeed a person who could fight against the immortals and arhats. Apart from other things, this move alone had established his position.

Before, he was still on guard against this person using the Great Sun Mantra Beads. Unexpectedly, he had to use other means without forcing the other party to use the Buddhist weapon.

The pressure on his shoulders has become heavier and heavier. It is obviously an invisible pressure, but it has bruised Wu Yi's shoulders and even made his breathing difficult.

Wu Yi recited the forty-word mantra, and the Buddha's light on his body was blazing, sharing some of his pressure.

Seeing that Wu Yi actually used the Buddhist method, Mandala Master looked disgusted, as if something was tainted, and said coldly: "A monkey wearing a crown."

"The winner is the king, and the loser is the enemy. If you can wear the crown steadily, what difference does it make whether you are a monkey or not." Wu Yi responded.

"Big words!"

After a round of mutual ridicule, Venerable Mandala used more of his heart and soul to continue chanting Buddhist scriptures. Soon after, he summoned another Mandala again.

Wu Yi also used what he had learned from his previous practice here. The first sentence of the true scripture "May this merit be used" made himself surrounded by Buddha light. The second sentence of the true scripture "Dignified Buddha Pure Land" transformed a Buddhist Pure Land. The third and fourth sentences of the true scripture "Report the fourfold grace and relieve the suffering of the three paths" continued to improve this Pure Land.

The forty-word mantra came from the Buddha Mulian. It is a consistent magical power and is one. It is absolutely impossible to split them apart, otherwise it will be extremely strange. Just keep practicing it in depth, it will be extremely perfect and have a very high upper limit.

As soon as the solemn Buddha Pure Land appeared, Wu Yi was like having a turtle shell, standing in an invincible position. No matter how Venerable Mandala cast a spell, he could not break it. Instead, he could only watch the Pure Land expand.

"Now it seems that I, the monkey, have a better plan." Wu Yi said this intentionally, a very clumsy way of provoking, hoping to force Venerable Mandala to use the string of Great Sun Mantra Beads on his chest, so that he could face the challenge and hone himself.

However, Wu Yi miscalculated. Venerable Mandala, who had been so arrogant before, sighed and admitted his ignorance directly after realizing that he could not break through the solemn Buddha Pure Land without using the Great Sun Mantra Beads. He apologized to Wu Yi, which made Wu Yi embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with it.

"Although you defeated me, there are many people in the sect who don't like you. You'd better take care of yourself!"

After saying that, Venerable Mandala left the martial arts hall on his own, and the battle ended inexplicably.

What is this? Wu Yi was confused and didn't know what to say. Is there any restriction on the other party using the Great Sun Mantra Beads?

Venerable Mandala retreated halfway, and in the eyes of outsiders, it was natural that he could not do anything to Wu Yi, and the perspective of others on Wu Yi rose to another level.

However, the sect's righteousness was in front, and even though they knew that they might not be Wu Yi's opponent, some monks still bravely stood up to challenge Wu Yi.

Some people challenged Wu Yi in front, and the other part of them scattered out to seek the talents of Liuchen Temple, so that they could come forward and fight Wu Yi.

This result was naturally what Wu Yi wanted. If he felt that the opponent could give him a reference, he would delay for a while. If he felt that the opponent's strength was average and fighting with them was a complete waste of time, he would cut the Gordian knot and end the battle quickly.

In the next ten days, Wu Yi fought almost non-stop. The huge mental and physical consumption accelerated the refining of the evil Buddha's soul by the Netherworld Dharma Body. Wu Yi did not show any signs of fatigue, but became more and more courageous.

Various means were intertwined, without any sense of stagnation, and even combined with two to play a variety of tricks.

Wu Yi, a Buddhist with a title of honor, has fought nearly ten battles, all of which were hearty and exciting, and he gained a lot. He also had a better understanding of the methods of Buddhism.

It was rare that no one came to challenge him for a while, so Wu Yi came to Yuan Rongyi and asked in a low voice: "What is the rumor outside?"

"What else can it be? They all praise the wisdom of the masters of Zhidu for their wisdom in recruiting a young man with unlimited potential. He practices both Buddhism and Taoism and has many methods." Yuan Rongyi, who often goes out to inquire about the news, knows that the outside world's impression of Wu Yi has improved a lot now, and smiled and teased.

Wu Yi was not so optimistic and asked: "What about the attitude of the Six-Armed Arhats?"

"I haven't heard them say anything these days. In my opinion, your most dangerous time has passed."

"I hope so." Wu Yi responded lightly, not holding much hope for this. Given the serious internal disputes in Liuchenguan, it would be too naive to suppress them just because of a few simple battles.

Yuan Rongyi wanted to comfort Wu Yi, but a monk came to challenge him, so he suppressed his words. It was obviously a dispute within the Six Dust Temple, but they had to involve Wu Yi, an outsider. He didn't know what the high-level leaders of Zhidu were thinking.

If it wasn't for the purpose of making a name for himself and avoiding being attacked by the world, Wu Yi would never have chosen to fight with others.

After fighting back and forth, he had seen many methods more than once, and there was no need to continue to strike back. He started with a move "Snow Falling on the Earth", which was extremely beautiful and ended the battle.

Many people couldn't survive a single move from Wu Yi, even those of the same generation or even the semi-immortal level.

Later, many people had already understood that Wu Yi had the strength to defeat the Arhat, so they no longer humiliated themselves.

Especially those who were defeated by Wu Yi, after going out, they tried their best to exaggerate Wu Yi's strength, and finally added a sentence that the Zhidu masters were right and Wu Yi could be a guest official.

As a result, in the last few days, Wu Yi waited for a day, but no one came to challenge him.

After the days of fighting in the martial arts hall ended, Wu Yi finally waited for the day of the water and land ceremony.