In just a stick of incense, Xu Feng healed the Taoist wound on Monk Haijie's chest. In fact, as long as the power of the law that was squeezed into a ball at the wound was extracted, with the physical fitness of an emperor-level strong man, such a minor injury could be recovered by the body's self-healing alone without treatment.

After healing the Taoist wound on Monk Haijie's chest, Hai Wu and the old man's expressions did not change much. In fact, compared with the Taoist wound that was a blend of the three thousand great Dao laws, the calamity force made them even more helpless.

The old man could still suppress the Taoist injuries suffered by Monk Haijie for a period of time by relying on his cultivation level, but he was really powerless against the erosion of the calamity force. He could only watch helplessly as the calamity force continued to erode Monk Haijie's body and Dharma body!

It can be said that Xu Feng's calamity damage is more terrifying than Tao damage to the monks of Fashen Temple;

After Xu Feng resolved the wound, he did not stop, but continued to press on the monk Haijie's chest, and began to extract the calamity force that had already seeped into his bones;

Strands of calamity power were extracted from Monk Haijie's body. Although the whole process was more painful, it made Monk Haijie feel hopeful, and his originally painful complexion finally began to improve.

After a short while, Xu Feng had completely extracted the calamity power that had corroded Monk Haijie's body. His face, which was originally covered with black air, returned to normal, and Monk Haijie woke up from his coma. "Amitabha!" Seeing Monk Haijie open his eyes, the old man next to him finally showed a look of relief on his face, and he chanted the Buddha's name softly!

"Junior brother, you finally woke up!" Hai Wu also had a look of relief on his face and whispered beside him.

“Brother, Grandmaster Uncle!” Hai Jie climbed up from the wooden bed, knelt on the bed, kowtowed to the old man sitting beside him and said, “I feel ashamed to have caused Grandmaster Uncle trouble!”

Xu Feng raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the old monk in front of him, who was at the peak of the emperor level, had such a high seniority in the Fashen Temple.

"Okay, okay!" The old monk nodded with a smile, helped Haijie up, and said with a smile: "It's good that you're okay!"

“Thank you for your help!” Hai Jie sat cross-legged on the wooden bed and clasped his hands together to thank Xu Feng. Xu Feng did not speak, but stared blankly at the Dharmakaya behind Hai Jie. The shadow of the Dharmakaya was only three feet high. The dark golden Dharmakaya was now filled with black mist. It did not look as benevolent and majestic as the Horse-Faced Buddha King, but more like an evil god! “Donor, is there any way to extract the calamity power from my junior brother’s Dharmakaya?” Hai Wu asked hurriedly.

All the cultivation of the monks in Fashen Temple is in their Dharmakaya. Once the Dharmakaya of Monk Haijie is destroyed, not only will all his cultivation be wiped out, but at the very least his cultivation will drop to the king level or even the level of a scattered immortal. This will be an unbearable loss for both Monk Haijie himself and Fashen Temple. You know, any emperor-level powerhouse is an inestimable asset to the Baimai Xianzong.

Xu Feng tried to touch the Dharma body of Monk Haijie, but the moment he touched it, he immediately felt a burning pain, as if he had been contaminated by the calamity power of the Dharma body and transformed into some kind of energy that Xu Feng could not touch;

"How could this happen?" Xu Feng looked at the black marks burned on his fingers, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Can't it be repaired?" Hai Wu on the side asked anxiously.

"This calamity force has contaminated my Dharma body. It seems to be mixed with some special energy and integrated into one. It is somewhat different from the calamity force that corrodes my body. I can't even touch it, let alone take it back!" Xu Feng shook his hand. Although the calamity force that contaminated his fingers was very overbearing, the amount was too small. Xu Feng used the calamity force to corrode and dissolve it, and his fingers soon returned to white. "What should I do?" Hai Wu muttered to himself, with a worried look on his face; Hai Jie, on the other hand, looked indifferent, and smiled to comfort Hai Wu: "Brother, as long as you can save your life, the Dharma body will be destroyed, and it's just a matter of starting over!"

“Brother, it’s easy to say. You only have three thousand years left to live. If you really want to rebuild your Dharma body, in three thousand years, let alone a thousand-foot golden body, can you build a hundred-foot, no, ten-foot golden body?” Hai Wu said anxiously, stamping his feet.

Hai Jie remained silent and cultivated his Dharma body again. Although it would be easy to get started because he was familiar with it, if he wanted to become an emperor-level powerhouse, he had to cultivate a Dharma body of a thousand feet. This was a very long and arduous process. After three thousand years, Hai Jie was confident that he could return to the king level, but he really had no confidence in becoming an emperor!

Xu Feng watched the two of them remain silent. The Dharmakaya technique practiced in the Dharmakaya Temple was profound and mysterious. Xu Feng did not understand and did not want to interrupt. After a moment, Monk Hai Wu bowed to Xu Feng and said, "Thank you for your help, and please go down and rest. When the island appears, someone will ask you to use the teleportation array to go to the island!"

Xu Feng nodded. He was powerless to do anything further. It was useless to stay. Xu Feng glanced at the shadow of the Dharmakaya behind Monk Haijie again and stood up to leave. He was still very interested in the Dharmakaya technique of the Dharmakaya Temple, and he was also very interested in exploring the changes after the calamity force eroded the Dharmakaya. It was a pity that the Dharmakaya technique was a secret of the Dharmakaya Temple. Only disciples of the temple were qualified to practice it. Otherwise, Xu Feng really wanted to practice the Dharmakaya technique. In his opinion, the Dharmakaya technique was similar to his Evolved Saint Body.

Just as Xu Feng was about to leave, the old monk suddenly said, "Donor Xu, please stay!"

Xu Feng was stunned and looked at the three people. He saw the old monk slowly stand up, bow to Xu Feng and said, "Donor Xu, if you can understand and master the art of Dharmakaya, can you unlock the calamity power on Haijiefa's body?"

Xu Feng narrowed his eyes and said hesitantly, "I wonder what the master means?"

The old monk sighed and said, "The Dharmakaya of the Three-Headed, Six-Armed Horse-Faced Buddha King that Haijie cultivated is very important to the Dharmakaya Temple and cannot be easily given up!"

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After saying that, the old monk raised his head and looked towards Xu Feng, and asked softly, "I wonder if you are interested in the Dharmakaya technique of my temple? If you practice the Dharmakaya technique of my temple and understand and master it, can you be sure to remove the calamity power from Hai Jiefa's body?"

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(End of this chapter)