This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 549: Thousand-year-old temple, green lantern in front of Buddha

The ship started flying again.

There was a large colorful halo on the deck, with four flags distributed around it, and faint golden light and blazing flames could be seen among them.

In this halo, Li Fei, Shi Caiming, Zhou Xuan and I stood in a circle, watching Bai Meng "torturing" Wu Che's holy body.

As a top-level immortal with two life-defining magic weapons, although he self-destructed one of them, there was still a part of his true spirit in the other life-defining magic weapon, so his life was not in danger.

If Wu Che had not thought of relying on self-destruction of his own magical weapon to severely injure Li Fei, but instead decisively gave up the Nine-gift Flying Dragon Staff and used his [Divine Foot Skill] to escape, Li Fei and the others would not have been able to stop him.

As a result, the self-detonation of the Nine-gift Flying Dragon Staff affected his spatial magical power, preventing Wuche from leaving immediately.

While he was at his weakest, Bai Meng seized the opportunity to activate his unique magical power [Picking Stars] to seize control of the opponent's Fa Hai Holy Body.

Because of this, Wu Che's [Divine Foot Power] was interrupted and he completely lost the chance to escape.

Now Li Fei, Shi Caiming and Zhou Xuan and I use our own martial arts domains and formations to suppress Wu Che and help Bai Meng complete the plunder of the Holy Body of Dharma!
Bai Meng showed a rare look of excitement, and put his own life-saving magic weapon, the Seven Treasures Tongxuan Bracelet, on Fa Hai's wrist, using the formation to "infect" Fa Hai's holy body's formation, and then fully activated the [Picking Stars] magical power, making it impossible for Wu Che to self-destruct again.

The leader of the Zhaixing Sect has only reached the Tiangang realm. Even if Wuche is left with only a sacred body of Dharma Skeleton, his formation is much stronger than hers.

The reason why she could plunder so calmly was, firstly, because there were three strong men beside her to help her, and secondly, because Wu Che was in a very bad condition now.

The Dharma body that had previously looked like the Vajra Master now looked extremely miserable:

The abdomen was completely pierced and the wound has not yet healed.

The top of the head was cracked, like a watermelon that was smashed in half, revealing the metal lines engraved with golden Sanskrit inside.

The head and neck were 'embedded' into the chest.

All of Fa Hai's magical powers were suppressed, causing Fa Hai to be unable to heal and could only remain in this miserable state.

Bai Meng excitedly explored Fa Hai's body for more than 30 minutes, then stood up and looked at Li Fei and others:

"It's a bit difficult, I have to work on it slowly."

No one expected that she could snatch the life-saving magic weapon of a top-level immortal who had reached the peak of the Tiangang and Disha realm and was only one step away from a breakthrough so quickly.

If the Zhaixing Sect was so powerful, it would have long been the number one sect in the world.

"Is there really a chance to snatch it?"

Zhou Xuan I asked curiously.

In his opinion, this [Star Picking] magical power is only used to bully the weak and is only useful for people who are at a lower level than himself.

"Nonsense, why would I mess around?"

Bai Meng rolled his eyes.

"If we snatch this thing away, can it retain its original magical power?"

Li Fei couldn't help but ask curiously.

The reason why the word "Benming" is in the name of the magic weapon is because it is connected with the life of the sorcerer, so the magical powers contained in the magic weapon are also closely related to the sorcerer himself.

Once the warlock's true spirit is destroyed, all the magical powers of his life weapon will also dissipate, leaving only an "empty shell".

If other warlocks get this "empty shell", they must also condense their magic power again, but they can only save some "materials".

The Zhenyi magic weapon 'Ru Meng Ling' that Li Fei once got was the 'empty shell' left behind after the Zhenjun's death.

If Bai Meng just wanted to grab an "empty shell", he could just destroy the true spirit that Wuche left in the Holy Body of Dharma Skeleton without any need to bother.

So Li Fei guessed that there must be some explanation for the other party's methods.

Facing Li Fei, Bai Meng's attitude became much better. After all, Wu Che was defeated by him:

“As long as I can take it away, even if the opponent’s true spirit dissipates, I can still preserve the magical power of this life weapon, but its power will be reduced.”

Li Fei was a little surprised: "So, you can also have a second life magic weapon, or even more life magic weapons?"

Bai Meng shook his head: "If I want to activate my magical powers, I must place my true spirit in it. In essence, I still only have one life weapon, but I have more magical powers available."

Li Fei understood.

If you want to control multiple magical instruments at the same time, you must give birth to more true spirits, and this requires extremely high talent.

Although Bai Meng can plunder other people's natal magic weapons and keep their magical powers intact, he only has one true spirit and can only use one natal magic weapon at the same time.

But even so, this also gave her the opportunity to break the limit on the number of magical powers.

Once she can plunder Wu Che's sacred body, her strength will immediately be elevated to a higher level!
However, it is already difficult to defeat a top strongman. It is even more difficult to capture him alive, suppress him completely, and then slowly plunder his life magic weapon with supernatural powers.

Bai Meng only had the chance to try it this time.

Next, Zhou Xuan and Bai Meng, the two royal priests, will join Li Fei in the northern expedition, so Li Fei naturally hopes that Bai Meng’s strength will be as strong as possible.

“How long do you expect it will take to succeed?”

Li Fei asked.

Bai Meng: "It's hard to say. If it's fast, it could take ten days or half a month. If it's slow, it could take a year or two. And during this period, we have to ensure that the true spirit of this holy monk doesn't cause any trouble."

Zhou Xuan said, "We can't just waste time like this. Let's suppress his true spirit first."

He and Bai Meng are both top-level real people, and Li Fei can also be considered a top-level real person. The three of them can still use some tricks when they work together.

"I can weaken his true spirit first."

Li Fei said.

Bai Ling nodded immediately: "Then I'll have to trouble Marquis Jing'an."

So Li Fei narrowed his eyes and looked at the Dharma corpse on the ground.

The three powerful men present all sensed a flash of powerful sword intent filled with murderous intent, like a huge monster emerging from the sea and then quietly diving into the deep sea.

The sudden feeling of horror made the three of them secretly frightened!
"Is this the unity of law and martial arts?"

Bai Meng looked at Shi Caiming.

She sensed the power of magic and the spirit of martial arts from the sword intent. The two forces were completely integrated, which was a method of mental attack that she had never seen before.

Awareness of the world.

Wuche was wearing a white monk's robe, just like what he wore when he first entered Pudu Temple.

He knelt before the Buddha statue, and a green lamp in front of the Buddha illuminated the hall.

Wu Che clasped his hands together and recited the scriptures devoutly.

This was his self-defense posture. After being captured, he used his true spirit to construct such an illusion to resist the invasion of foreign enemies.

Outside the temple, the setting sun sank into the distant mountains like coagulated blood, and the sound of the sky tearing apart the cicadas' chirping.

A huge blood-red sword broke through the sky and stabbed towards the temple below!
The sea of ​​clouds rolled, and the giant sword was like a punishment from heaven. The closer to the temple, the stronger the sense of oppression.

The copper bells under the eaves of the ancient temple rang hoarsely, and the stone lions guarding the steps cracked.

Wu Che knelt in front of the Buddha statue. The light of the green lamp flickered and the sound of chanting suddenly stopped.

He did not stand up, but remained kneeling and continued to chant.

This time I recited the Diamond Sutra.

A golden Buddha statue appeared out of thin air, with one hand placed on its chest. The temple where Wuche was located was in the palm of the Buddha statue.

The other hand pointed upward to the sky, with the fingertips facing the bloody giant sword.

Broken spears, cracked shields, and war horses lying in pools of blood... scenes from the battlefield appeared on the blade of the giant sword.

When the sword hit the Buddha's finger, a vast picture of rivers and mountains spread out at the point of collision, and a Jingguan built of bones emerged.

There was a silent collision, and the ginkgo leaves in the temple fell madly, and every golden leaf turned into dust on the way down.

Wu Che, who was reciting scriptures, suddenly had tears of blood in his eyes!
The damage caused by his self-destruction of his own magic weapon was extremely severe. In addition, his magic corpse was being suppressed by several powerful men, so the power he could exert at this time was limited.

Li Fei's Blood Power Seven Kills was enhanced by using his magical power of [Refining Objects] to refine the blood soul!

So with just one collision, Wu Che suffered further injuries.

He still didn't want to give up, so he formed seals with his hands. The golden Buddha statue also stretched out its other hand. The two palms were superimposed together and they made the [Wish-Fulfilling Seal] upwards.

"Give alms to the world? Do people in the world need your alms?"

Li Fei's voice resounded throughout the world.

Wu Che was unmoved and continued to chant:

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

The two people's thoughts are intertwined, and each other's ideas can be clearly reflected in each other's hearts:

"Buddhists do not engage in production. If everyone were to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures, how would the world function?"

"This is a foolish view. From the young novice monks to the Buddha, we all emphasize the unity of farming and meditation. If you don't work for a day, you don't eat for a day. If everyone believes in Buddhism, everyone will work, and there will be no meat eaters who plunder the production of others."

"Buddhism says that all living beings are equal, but why is the Buddha so superior? Your Pudu Temple is known as a holy place for Buddhism. Do you dare to say that there is no distinction between high and low?"

"There is karma and reincarnation before there is equality among all beings. If there is inequality in one lifetime, if we look at it over thousands of lifetimes, then everyone is equal and everyone can become a Buddha."

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Li Fei quickly gave up communicating with the other party.

For any theory to last forever, it is impossible for it to have obvious loopholes that allow people to refute it.

Facing a holy monk like Wuche, it is even more impossible for Li Fei to convince the other party by "debate".

He didn't care about convincing the other party.

Just beat them into submission!
Continue to activate the [Refining] magical power to transform the blood soul into true energy and mental power.

The blood-red giant sword continued to move downwards, the Buddha's fingers broke into pieces at the fingertips, and then the entire Buddha statue collapsed!
Wu Che in the temple was bleeding from all seven orifices, and could no longer maintain this illusion.
On the deck, Li Fei withdrew from Wu Che's consciousness world.

Bai Meng and Zhou Xuan and I took advantage of Wu Che's severe mental damage and jointly cast a spell to suppress his true spirit. After a while, the two stopped.

Bai Meng nodded to Li Fei and Shi Caiming, indicating that they did not need to continue using the realm of martial arts to suppress the Holy Body of Law.

At this point, the fourth most powerful person in Buddhism, the holy monk who had the best chance of breaking through and becoming the new Buddha, has been truly captured!
His body should still be in the Pudu Temple, but without his two magical instruments, it is basically useless.

If the true spirit in the body of the Holy Law Corpse also dies, the physical body will be in danger!

"Thank you two for taking care of this Dharma body."

Li Fei left a sentence, turned around and entered the ship to meet Li Lei and Zhang Yuqing.

He briefly explained what happened today to the two of them and comforted them.

Only after returning to his own room did Li Fei have time to summarize today's fight with Wu Che.

The fourth most powerful person in Buddhism is indeed a well-deserved prince.

But in fact, the amount of blood souls Li Fei consumed in dealing with Wu Che was not as much as the amount he consumed when he fought against seven dukes alone.

The sense of oppression that Wu Che brought to Li Fei was even stronger than that of the seven dukes combined.

This was because the seven dukes were not actually very good at combined attacks, and their coordination was far inferior to Wuche's two life-saving magic weapons.

"Wu Che's strength lies in the coordination of his two life-defining magic weapons, but this is also his greatest weakness."

Li Fei thought, "If the connection between the two life instruments is stronger and I can't cut it off, then this battle will be really troublesome."

If the connection between the Nine-gift Flying Dragon Staff and the Holy Body of the Law was not severed, no matter which of Li Fei's natal magic weapons he attacked, his attack would be bounced back, and that would be really difficult to fight.

He can either slowly fight with Wuche to see who can last longer.

Or you can risk unsheathing the flying sword body, and then consume more blood soul to perform [Sword Sacrifice] to increase the attack power. Take a gamble and see if your attack limit can break through the opponent's defense limit and break the opponent's "rebound mechanism".

But doing so would entail great risks.

"So in a duel between top powerhouses, it is more important to find loopholes through the 'interaction' between domains, so as to formulate targeted tactics."

Li Fei summarized the gains from this battle.

"Wu Che's weakness lies in the connection between his two life instruments. So what is my weakness? If I were the enemy, what kind of tactics should I devise to target me?"

Li Fei's mind moved, and he thought of himself through Wu Che.

He fell into deep thought.
After thinking for a long time, Li Fei had to admit something narcissistically:
"I don't seem to have any obvious weaknesses."

Western Antarctic Province.

Purdue Mountain.

The Buddhist holy place Pudu Temple is located.

Seventy-two pagodas meander up the mountain, and the prayer flags hanging from the pagoda spires flutter in the strong wind.

The setting sun dyed the entire mountain range red, and the clouds floating between the mountains were plated with gold.

The whole temple was brightly lit and filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

There are three thousand jade steps in front of the main hall of the temple, and each step is engraved with fragments of Buddhist scriptures.

Every time Qin Zihong walked through this staircase, he felt a hint of Zen in his heart.

But his inner anxiety grew day by day, making it difficult for him to calm down.

In the Battle of Baifeng Plain, the army he led was defeated.

He and King Li Qin Mingli could only return to Pudu Mountain with the people from Pudu Temple.

Afterwards, he learned of the death of the third prince. Through the details of that battle, he roughly guessed the plan between the Buddhists and the third prince.

Then he realized that he was the chess piece that was sacrificed!

The reason I am still alive now is thanks to the victory of the imperial court.

After a military mutiny in the southern border and a defeat at Baifeng Plain, Qin Zihong's forces were basically wiped out.

He knew very well that his only value now was his former status as the eldest prince.

If the Buddhists want to conquer the Western Province in the future, they may need to use his name to overthrow the new monarch.

But his role has gone from being indispensable in the beginning to becoming less important now.

Qin Zihong is not reconciled to this situation!

He walked up the steps step by step and came to the outside of the main hall.

Because of his identity, no one stopped him along the way.

In the main hall, an old monk was meditating in front of a Buddha statue with his back to Qin Zihong.

"Qin Zihong wants to see the elder."

Qin Zihong bowed to the old monk.

"Your Highness, please come in."

A gentle voice came from the hall.

In any case, at least on the surface, Qin Zihong is still very respected in the Buddhist holy place of Pudu Temple.

He walked into the hall.

But the old monk still had no intention of getting up, which surprised Qin Zihong.

But he didn't say anything, nor did he urge, just waited quietly behind the other person.

He knew that this old monk held a special status in Pudu Temple. He was one of the six great Arhats and also the most senior monk of the Jing generation in Pudu Temple, with the Buddhist name Jinglian.

Not only that, the other party also has a disciple, Wuche, the fourth most powerful person in Buddhism today.

So when Buddha Jingheng was in retreat and the two heavenly kings were not in charge of things, Jinglian had the final say in the entire Pudu Temple.

Qin Zihong stood there for a while and found that Jinglian seemed to be staring at the green lamp enshrined in front of the Buddha statue.

He couldn't help but look at the green lamp a few more times.

After staying in Pudu Temple for so long, he has learned a lot.

For example, the green lamp enshrined in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall has a great origin. It is said to be a magical instrument left by the Buddha!
The Buddha and the Taoist founders founded Buddhism and Taoism respectively.

In the spiritual world, some people think that these two have reached the top and have long transcended this world.

Some people also think that these two are still just top-level powerhouses and have not broken through that limit.

In fact, more people believe in the latter.

Because if both the Buddha and the Taoist had broken through to the top, they should at least have left behind some inheritance.

But over the past thousands of years, Buddhism and Taoism have also been groping for the way to the top.

True Lord Qingxu tried, but failed.

However, no matter which point of view one holds, at least the Buddha and the Taoist cannot be regarded as ordinary top-level powerful beings. This is recognized by the cultivation community.

The green lamp left by the Buddha is naturally not simple.

Legend has it that this green lamp in front of the Buddha has been lit since the day Pudu Temple was built.

It has lasted for a thousand years!

Qin Zihong looked at the green lamp and gradually became absorbed in it.

In a trance, he felt that the wick of the green lamp seemed to be shaking?

"Your Highness."

Jinglian's voice brought Qin Zihong back to his senses.

At some point, Jinglian stood up and turned to face Qin Zihong.

"I met the elder."

Qin Zihong saluted quickly.

"What can I do for you, Your Highness?"

Jinglian asked gently, his expression revealing some obvious fatigue.

Qin Zihong looked at the other person, took a deep breath, and suddenly knelt down on his knees!
Jinglian was startled and quickly dodged:

"Your Highness, what do you mean?"

Qin Zihong looked up at the majestic Buddha statue above:

"Elder, I once enjoyed great glory and had great ambitions. But now I look back and see that my father has passed away and my brother is dead.

The grand plan for hegemony will ultimately be in vain! "

Jinglian frowned: "Your Highness, why do you have to be so discouraged? Now it is just like a dragon swimming in shallow water."

Qin Zihong knew that his opponent was an eloquent speaker and he would definitely lose the argument, so he didn't even give him a chance to finish his words.

Facing the green lamp in front of the Buddha, he prostrated himself and bowed:

"After living in seclusion in the holy land of Buddhism for several months, I observed the incense sticks in front of the temple, gathering and dispersing without reason, just like the splendor of the world, like dew or lightning.

Now I have come to realize that although the necklace is heavy, it is not as cool as the monk's robe; although the palace is vast, it is not as small as the cushion."

At this point, Qin Zihong used his strength to push his voice, which resounded throughout the hall:

"Buddha is merciful. I wish to inherit the blood of an emperor and seek to attain the path of nirvana!"

(End of this chapter)