Xiao Lan, who was hiding not far away, was startled by the spreading flames and immediately fell to the ground, alerting the Black Fox King who was searching for the Power Codex.
Downstairs, a monk shouted, "Fire! Fire!!"
Some monks also rang the Buddhist bell as a warning and reminder.
The martial monks practicing outside the temple hurriedly carried water towards the scripture pavilion.
However, the Black Fox King's flames are not so easy to extinguish.
The fire spread much faster than anyone had imagined.
Upon seeing this, Abbot Sanzang rushed towards the Sutra Repository. The several warrior monks who had just come to put out the fire were already kneeling on the ground, too weak to escape.
They coughed incessantly from the smoke and were surrounded by scorching flames, leaving them no way to escape.
Inside the library, the Black Fox King saw Xiao Lan running away.
With a single wave of his hand, the bookshelf in the distance instantly tipped over and crashed down on Xiaolan.
The petite Xiaolan appeared unharmed, but the surrounding flames choked her, causing her to cough incessantly and leaving her completely powerless.
"Help! Help me!!"
Xiao Lan, who was trapped under the bookshelf, started screaming for help.
At this moment, Abbot Sanzang, who had just arrived, saw several warrior monks trapped by flames.
Sanzang clasped his hands together, and a soft golden light emanated from his body.
Then, as the body moved forward, the flames automatically extinguished.
Soon, Abbot Sanzang, who had approached the monks, cleared a path for everyone to escape.
"Abbot, the fire started right here, and it's spreading so fast! We need to put it out quickly!" a martial monk warned, pointing behind him.
"From here? Oh no, the Power Codex!" Abbot Sanzang's expression instantly turned serious.
Abbot Sanzang, whose body was radiating golden light, quickly stepped into the flames and then heard Xiaolan's cries for help.
When he saw Xiaolan being crushed by the bookshelf, he didn't hesitate at all. He simply held the bookshelf with one hand and then casually swung it to stand it up.
In terms of physical strength, Abbot Sanzang is definitely not weak.
In terms of Qigong, it can intimidate the Dragon King of the Qiantang River.
In terms of mental cultivation, he practiced the Illusionary Dream Technique and the Shadow-Stealing Divine Skill.
Abbot Sanzang is considered one of the most powerful masters among humans.
"Cough cough, cough cough, Abbot Sanzang, it wasn't me who started the fire, it was that witch!" Xiaolan quickly explained upon seeing Abbot Sanzang.
"I will send you out, but I still need to retrieve something very important." Sanzang supported Xiaolan, and the two of them were enveloped in a protective golden light, allowing them to stroll freely in the sea of fire.
The two continued on their way and came to a small cubicle. In this room, a golden Buddha statue was enshrined. Abbot Sanzang walked up to the Buddha statue and gently turned it.
Then, a hidden opening suddenly appeared in the wooden floor in front of the Buddha statue.
Inside the cave entrance, there was only a power manual placed on a stone platform!
The Black Fox King, who had already hidden himself, had noticed Abbot Sanzang long ago. At this moment, sensing the appearance of the Power Scripture, he seemed to teleport, his body enveloped in blue flames, and he moved into the room out of thin air.
"The Power Manual! Mine!!"
"That's my Power Tome!!" The Black Fox King waved his hand, absorbing all the flames, and then reached out his claws towards the Power Tome again.
Abbot Sanzang quickly grabbed the precious book, but it still almost slipped from his grasp.
The Black Fox King's power far surpasses that of Abbot Sanzang.
Hiding behind Abbot Sanzang, Xiaolan pointed nervously at the Black Fox King and exclaimed, "Abbot Sanzang, it's her! It's this witch!"
Abbot Sanzang's eyes widened, and the golden light around him flickered erratically, making him appear to be on the verge of collapse.
"Who are you?!" Abbot Sanzang questioned.
"A demon with boundless magic, about to rule the world!" the Black Fox King replied.
"Why does she have that kind of voice?" Xiaolan said in a low voice.
The Black Fox King, with his keen senses, naturally heard these words and replied directly, "Don't mind my appearance. This is just a body I borrowed. A thousand years ago, everyone called me the Black Fox King!"
Having revealed her identity, the Black Fox King raised her hands high, unfurling her enormous cloak to reveal her perfectly curvaceous figure.
Abbot Sanzang's pupils dilated in shock. He clutched his forehead with one hand and muttered to himself, "The Black Fox King, a former demon of the Central Plains?! This is impossible!!"
"Ah, Abbot Sanzang, is she a bad person?!" Xiaolan asked.
"Take it, take it, take this and run! Hurry!!" Abbot Sanzang said, stuffing the Power Manual into Xiaolan's arms. Then he stretched out his hands, creating waves of energy, and faced the Black Fox King head-on.
On the other side, Zhang Bairen, who had been in seclusion for a night, finally had a flash of inspiration and took the final step.
Bloodline and soul, all transformed simultaneously.
A dazzling golden light shot straight up into the sky, and even the blue soul shield beside him shattered instantly.
The souls, who had been waiting for a long time, originally wanted to observe together, but under this golden light, they could only shrink inside the pagoda.
"Such a powerful aura, what kind of Dharma form is this!?"
"Could this celestial phenomenon be the reincarnation of a deity?!"
"That's possible!"
"No, his Dharma form seems to be himself!!"
In the golden light, a human figure with an indifferent expression, a dignified face, and a noble demeanor revealed its true form.
The appearance of the True Spirit Dharma Image was actually Zhang Bairen himself!
Moreover, behind this image is a halo, upon which certain patterns are engraved.
For example, a long sword, a magatama, a fist, muscles, a heavenly sword, Tai Chi, and a still vague black hole.
Zhang Bairen opened his eyes, and the hundreds-of-meters-tall Dharma image instantly shrank to a normal size.
Looking at the mirrored figure in front of him, Zhang Bairen was somewhat puzzled.
What's going on? Why isn't it an animal or a mythical beast?
Could it be that because I am a time traveler, the essence of my soul is still myself?
Thinking about it carefully, it's possible.
“The Dharma is originally about returning to one’s original nature and realizing one’s true nature.”
"So it's actually quite normal that my appearance is exactly the same as mine," Zhang Bairen comforted himself.
"There are also bloodline supernatural abilities, which are not fire or water control, nor are they telekinesis."
Instead, it's about strengthening oneself and enhancing one's different abilities.
For example, the swordsmanship of pirates, the muscles of Kengan, the fists of Baki, and the swordsmanship of Fuuun.
"Because my current strength is limited, I can only enhance two abilities at the same time, but this is still very good, equivalent to actively amplifying skills." Zhang Bairen stood up, and on the dazzling golden wheel behind his Dharma image, the Heavenly Sword pattern flashed, and the longsword pattern also flashed.
Then, Zhang Bairen transformed into a sword beam and charged towards the direction of the Sutra Repository.
Just as he broke through, Zhang Bairen sensed a very powerful evil aura and a scorching aura, as well as the familiar power of Abbot Sanzang.
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