Li Changzhou took a step forward, leaving the cruise ship, and raised his palm upward as if supporting the sky.

The two palms met silently, one a huge golden Buddha's palm, the other a fleshy adult man's palm, their proportions disproportionate, yet they were evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon remained expressionless, but inwardly he was slightly startled.

He had been gathering his strength since Lingyin Temple, using a strategy of attacking from above and pressing down with his palm. He never expected that his opponent would only take one step and gather his strength for one step, causing him to stop in his tracks.

What a powerful physical body!

The Arhat Subduing Dragon withdrew his palms and stepped back, then raised his hand and summoned a Buddhist bell from Jingci Temple.

Ten celestial dragons, one of which spat out a mouthful of golden light onto the bell.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon swung the Buddha bell with both hands, making a fierce and domineering swing before smashing it down on Li Changzhou's head.

"Come on!" Li Changzhou was filled with excitement and took another step forward, as if a volcano was erupting inside him, with inexhaustible power.

The body's qi and blood suddenly contracted, like a divine bow.

The golden body of the Arhat Subduing Dragon was stinging, as if he had arrived at the front of a battlefield, facing tens of thousands of archers with their bows drawn.

His eyes were cold, his face expressionless, but when he flexed his arm muscles, the Buddhist bell in his hand suddenly gained three more points of strength.

Li Changzhou's qi and blood flowed like a bow, and he raised his hand to unleash his power.

Like Hou Yi shooting down the sun, the mere force of the punch had already created a crack in the sky behind the Arhat Subduing Dragon.

200 kilometers away in Huangshan, countless Taoist practitioners watched as the clouds in the sky suddenly tore apart.

The cracks in the white clouds were more exaggerated than these people could have imagined!

when! !

The Buddha Bell and Hou Yi's Sun-Shooting Fist collided, and the fierce blow produced no aftershocks.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon fell backward, taking two steps back. The Buddhist bell in his hand almost slipped out of his grasp, its body dented and nearly pierced through.

Awesome! Very strong!

Unlike the Taoist school, which does not cultivate the physical body, the Buddhist school believes that the physical body is a boat, an essential thing for crossing the sea of ​​suffering. Therefore, Arhats have a golden body of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), Bodhisattvas have a golden body of four zhang (approximately 10 meters), and Buddhas have a golden body of six zhang (approximately 33 meters).

The golden body of the Arhat Subduing Dragon is recognized as the strongest among Arhats, but unexpectedly it was suppressed by Li Changzhou using only his physical body!

Even some Bodhisattvas probably don't have a physical body as strong as his!

With a thought, the Arhat Subduing Dragon subconsciously raised the Buddhist bell in his hand, and Li Changzhou, who had stepped forward, threw another punch at it.

Caught off guard, the Arhat Subduing Dragon retreated four steps.

He threw the dented Buddhist bell aside and shouted angrily, "Power, come!"

The immense power of Buddhism gushed forth from a well in Jingci Temple.

This well also has a significant history; it's the well where Ji Gong transported wood in the future.

Unexpectedly, the entire well, along with the vast water system beneath it, was imbued with his Buddhist power. No wonder he was able to use this well to transport timber from afar.

After gaining magical powers, the Arhat who subdued the dragon withdrew his golden body and transformed into Ji Gong, wearing a tattered hat, tattered shoes, and a tattered cassock.

Li Changzhou chuckled dismissively and stepped forward.

boom!

With a flick of his magic, his profound energy surged for thousands of miles, like waves crashing in the sky, surging and changing the color of heaven and earth.

The immortal's aura was so powerful that it shook the entire land.

All cultivators in the world changed color at the same time, and countless consciousnesses descended in this direction.

Li Changzhou threw a punch towards the sky, making the sky clear and the air fresh.

"A bunch of third-rate and second-rate nobodies dare to spy on me." Li Changzhou withdrew his fist.

"You have quite the temper, kid." Ji Gong tickled himself with the handle of his fan. "How about this? I see you stopped earlier and still have a kind heart. There's an ancient Three Lives Stone on Feilai Peak. I'll use it to cast a spell. If you pass, I, the monk, will voluntarily pass away and give my position to you Taoists."

“If I can get through this, I’ll do as you say,” Li Changzhou said.

"What if we can't get through it?" Ji Gong asked curiously.

"Then let strength decide."

"How cunning!" Ji Gong pointed at him with his fan.

Li Changzhou scoffed and laughed, “I’m a man of my word, so one is one, and two is two. Are you willing or not? If not, then let’s continue fighting.”

"Go ahead and fight..." Ji Gong looked at the pleasure boat behind him, "Should we make a move on those girls?"

"Is one of us not enough to deal with you?" Li Changzhou asked.

"That's enough, but if they make a move, the other Arhats and Bodhisattvas can also make a move. Forget it, let's give it a try." Ji Gong picked up his fan and fanned it towards Feilai Peak.

Three clear and bright streams of energy rose up from Feilai Peak.

"The Three Lives Stone can reveal a person's past, present, and future lives. The causes of the past life, the effects of this life, the cycle of fate, the arising and ceasing of causes and conditions, are all deeply engraved on the Three Lives Stone."

The three streams of pure energy intertwine and rotate, sometimes expanding, sometimes contracting, sometimes stretching, sometimes shrinking, rising as one energy rises and falling as the other falls, constantly changing.

Li Chang stared intently, and could barely make out a stone-like object in the clear air. It was smooth and flawless, and could reflect a person's image.

"Benefactor, can you get past this hurdle yourself?" Ji Gong asked, fanning himself.

Yang Qinglan, Li Qianxia, ​​and Yaochi, who were on guard around them, all looked curiously at the Three Lives Stone.

Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing also stared intently without blinking.

"How do we know when we've passed this hurdle?" Li Changzhou asked.

“If you look into the Three Lives Stone, all the things from your past lives will come back to your mind. You will not leave this life, and you will be tempted in the future. If you look into the stone and you are still yourself, then you have passed away.”

Li Changzhou frowned slightly.

"Changzhou, forget it." Yang Qinglan slowly flew to Li Changzhou's side. "Just take him down directly. There's no need to waste time on the Three Lives Stone."

"Think it over carefully," Ji Gong said, taking a sip of wine from his gourd. "If it comes to fighting, this humble monk will not surrender without a fight."

"Can any of us cross the Three Lives Stone?" Li Qianxia also flew over.

“It has to be him.” Ji Gong pointed at Li Changzhou with his fan and took another sip of wine. “The cultivation of Buddha cannot be accomplished without demons. The same principle applies to cultivation and doing things. You must overcome these demons before you can become Buddha.”

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