Zhen Wenhe was worried about the situation between Demon Lord and himself. After all, the former Demon Lord was pinned down by Mr. Mingri and had no power to fight back.
This gave me the illusion that the Demon Lord was no more than that.
But soon he was slapped in the face.
The monks in Wuxiang Temple were seen chanting with their eyes closed, and a huge golden Buddha statue appeared behind them.
The group of monks suddenly blinked, and the golden Buddha statue also blinked. A huge Buddha's hand shining with golden light pressed down towards the Demon King, trying to crush the Demon King into meat paste.
“A mere trifle.” Feng Ning raised his hand, and the huge demonic energy transformed into a giant black palm, which met the Buddha's hand in the sky.
Suddenly, the sky shook.
However, since ancient times, everyone has lost when facing the left side, except for that pig Dyna.
Unfortunately, the Demon King was on the right, so the Wuxiang Arhat formation was broken by the Demon King's attack, the golden Buddha statue was destroyed, and those stacked Arhat Buddhists were also seriously injured and fell.
Upon seeing this, the leading elder rushed towards Demon Lord Feng Ning, but was restrained by the other party's hand.
Feng Ning put one hand behind his back and controlled an elder with the other hand to turn around and look at Wuchen who was healing Wuxu: "Buddha Wuchen, do you dare to fight with me?"
The speed at which the enemy was dealt with was so fast that everyone was dumbfounded.
"The Demon Lord... is he so powerful? Could it be that the higher the virtue, the higher the evil?" Xiao Xiao murmured.
Wenhe: I was also surprised. I didn't expect that the Demon Lord would be so strong against others?
However...
[Your action of avoiding Yuanxuan is not very obvious. Wuchen Buddha is still healing people. How can I tell you? ]
Yuanxuan: ...
Feng Ning's eyebrows twitched and he glared at Xiao Xiao. Isn't it embarrassing for you to speak so bluntly?
Seeing that she didn't say it out loud, I won't bother with her this time!
"Wu Chen, I'll ask you again, do you dare to fight with me?" Feng Ning asked again.
Yuan Xuan wanted to take action, but was stopped by Xiao Xiao.
"Jiang Yun just lurked nearby." Xiao Xiao sent a message to Yuan Xuan.
Just now the system suddenly gave her a prompt, indicating that a black spot representing Jiang Yun suddenly appeared nearby, and then quickly disappeared.
The system does not know 놛놅's exact location, and it is estimated that it has hidden in an independent 놅 space. Only with this possibility can the system detect 놛.
But the only thing that is certain is that he must be lurking nearby, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
If Yuan Xuan faced Feng Ning head-on, the final outcome might be that he would be defeated by the opponent.
Yuanxuan had no choice but to hold himself back and silently guard his surroundings.
"If you, my Buddhist son, do not agree, I will kill all the Buddhists here."
After hearing what the Demon Lord said, Wuchen Buddha finally opened his tightly closed eyes and met the Demon Lord's gaze.
Before Wuchen Buddha could say anything, a compassionate voice suddenly came from midair: "Amitabha~"
Hearing this voice, Wuxu opened his eyes and said, "Master."
A monk in a grey robe and a grey hat suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
His hair and beard were all white, his eyebrows were gently raised, and his eyes revealed a light of compassion and wisdom.
The image of the eminent monk is solemn and steady, and one can tell at a glance that he is an enlightened monk.
"Master Wuzhen." Yuanxuan bowed to him.
The other party is a senior in terms of both generation and accomplishment.
"Layman, long time no see. It has been three years since we last met." Master Wuzhen greeted Yuanxuan first.
Then he turned his gaze to Xiao Xiao.
There was kindness in that look, and Xiao Xiao quickly saluted him.
However, this courtesy could not be continued, "My friend, there is no need to be so polite."
From the moment I saw Xiao Xiao, I saw the future. This person is a savior and has great merits.
I feel guilty about this gift.
Finally, he turned his gaze to Feng Ning, "Demon Lord, please return our disciples of Wuxiang Temple to us."
Feng Ning's expression was more solemn than ever before, "Senior, are you trying to bully the younger one?"
After saying that, he glared at Wenhe.
We agreed to snatch the relics, but he hasn't passed away yet.
Is a Buddhist practitioner who has been practicing Buddhism for a long time so easy to mess with?
"Amitabha, I have no intention of helping you."
“In that case, please stand aside, I just want to fight Wuchen this time.” After saying that, Feng Ning released the hostage.
"It's not difficult for the Demon Lord to fight Wuchen?"
After Master Wuzhen finished speaking, he attacked fiercely, pulling up Wuchen and Wuxu one by one, and stood in the middle, facing the two palms. The three of them were surrounded by spiritual energy and the golden light of Buddhism.
"Master Wuzhen, what are you doing...?" Xiao Xiao had a bad feeling.
“Master Wuzhen is planning to absorb all the toxins in their bodies into his own body.” Yuanxuan explained.
But in this way, Master Wuzhen's time here has not been long and his time has become even shorter.
"Amitabha~" All the Buddhist practitioners around them put their hands together and chanted this sentence.
"Master, it was my fault."
When Wuxu saw Master Wuzhen, it was like a child who had made a mistake meeting his closest person, and tears flowed down his face unconsciously.
"Wu Chen, since the Demon Lord wants to challenge you, just go ahead."
After absorbing all the poison from Wuchen into himself, Master Wuzhen said this to Wuchen.
"Wu Chen obeys the order."
After Wu Chen bowed to the master, he directly summoned his Zen staff and walked towards the Demon Lord.
But Master Wuzhen did not stop after taking the drug, but continued to do something.
"Master, I am wrong. Please stop. I am wrong. I am really wrong."
Wuxu could feel his injuries recovering quickly, and his previously damaged foundation was also slowly repairing.
If this continues, Master will really pass away.
I did all this just to save my master, and never thought that I would speed up the master's passing away because of me.
However, Master Wuzhen did not stop, and still insisted on consuming himself to heal the wounds of Wuxu and repair his foundation.
By the time Master Wuzhen stopped, Wuxu's face was already covered with tears.
"Fool~, why are you doing this?"
Master Wuzhen sighed, reached out and stroked Shang Wuxu's head, and there was no blame in his words, only kindness.
"Master is my disciple's master. How can I turn a blind eye and remain indifferent when Master is in trouble?"
But I didn't expect that it would make the situation worse.
"How can one be born? How can one die? Life after life and death after death, all are reincarnation. However, the cycle of cause and effect, life is also death, and death is also life. You still need to make progress in the Dharma."
“Yes, I am not proficient in Buddhism and cannot do without Master’s guidance. Master, please… accompany me for a while longer.” Wuxu was already sobbing when he said the last part.
"Fate comes and goes, fate gathers and disperses, fate rises and gives birth, fate falls and dies. Wuxu, our relationship as master and disciple will end. My journey has come to an end, but you are still going on."
After saying this, Master Wuzhen sat cross-legged on the bed, put his hands together, and said, "Amitabha."
Master Wuzhen's body flashed with golden light, and then his body gradually dissipated into the air.
“Master!” Wuxu fell to his knees, extremely sad.
"Your obsession is caused by me. Joyful Dao, you should not be trapped by obsession. Only by letting go can you pick up true joy. Having love in your heart is the supreme way. Remember, remember."
Master Wuzhen's voice resounded in the air, ethereal yet compassionate, making everyone stand in awe.
"Amitabha~" All the Buddhist practitioners around started chanting sutras without any prior communication.
"Disciple... kowtow to Master." Wuxu kowtowed deeply and slammed his forehead hard on the ground.
Xiao Xiao was moved to tears by the scene before her. She raised her head and wiped away her tears with her hands.
Then a snow-white handkerchief appeared in front of me.
Xiao Xiao took the handkerchief handed to him by Yuan Xuan and whispered, "Thank you."
"The blooming of flowers is the beginning of their falling, and the falling of flowers is the cause of their blooming. Life and death continue, there is no need to feel sad." Yuan Xuan said lightly.
"Yes. I hope Master Wuxu can see things more clearly soon, so that Master Wuzhen's efforts will not be in vain."
Master Wuzhen's body turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind.
Finally, what was left was a golden glow - the relic.
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