Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 143: Killing the Archmage
The sun is at its highest point.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves and falls on the mountains and forests, like beams of light, with a hazy and dreamy feeling.

Being there, you will feel quiet, peaceful and harmonious.

Even the restlessness in my heart dissipated unconsciously.

The monk, wearing a cassock and with Zen beads hanging around his neck, put his hands together and bowed to Zhu Ju with a smile on his face.

"Amitabha!"

"Donor Zhu, I have long heard of your great name."

"You are..." Zhu Ju was stopped by someone and had to stop and look the person up and down:
"Yuanye?"

The abbot of Zhushan Temple has completed his career!
"It's me." Yuanye smiled faintly and nodded, his attitude like the amiable elder next door:

"General Wan invites Mr. Zhu to come."

"Not interested." Zhu Ju shook his head.

"Really?" Yuanye glanced behind Zhu Ju.
"Donor, you are interested in meeting the Situ family, but not General Wan. Isn't that too partial?"

"I have business to discuss with the Situ family."

"What deal?"

"Master, you are a monk, why bother with these mundane matters?" Zhu Ju shrugged and continued to walk forward.
"Please make way."

"Amitabha." Yuanye sighed softly:
"Do you still remember Tang Yan, the guard of your courtyard, and Yang Qiu, the steward? And Feng Hongda, the sorcerer who once worked for you?"

"Mrs. Tian who sells cakes on the street?"

Ok?
Zhu Ju's expression gradually became gloomy.

"What do you mean?"

"If you come with me to see General Wan, they will be fine." Yuanye smiled.
"If you don't go, then it's not certain."

He had obviously investigated Zhu Ju's entourage in advance, and even knew that he liked to eat cakes sold on the street.

"Monk..." Zhu Ju said:
"Has anyone ever told you that you're disgusting?"

"Amitabha." Yuanye chanted the Buddha's name, his face full of compassion, just as he had deceived Kongjue back then:
"My Buddha is merciful."

"I simply don't want to see anyone die in vain because of my donors. This is a sin that will send you to the Frozen Hell."

"You clearly harbor a demon within you, yet you act like a saint." Zhu Ju's eyes showed disgust, as if he were looking at a deformed creature.

"Monk, if you want to threaten me with this, you've got the wrong person."

"Zhu doesn't care about other people's lives, but he will be unhappy after the incident. I'm afraid he will inevitably seek revenge at the General's Mansion."

"Go away!"

"Amitabha." The smile on Yuanye's face faded little by little.

He had never met someone like Zhu Ju before. He was like a stone in a mud pit, and he would not listen to anything.

Not a bad guy.

But he is definitely not a good person.

That being the case...

"There's a saying in the military: Be polite before you use force."

Yuanye straightened his back and said slowly:

"There's a saying that goes, 'If you don't accept a toast, you'll have to pay it back.' Since the donor is unwilling to take the initiative, don't blame me for forcing him."

"Om Avajra Hum..."

He chanted the Buddha's name, his voice sometimes fast, sometimes slow, the rhythm was strangely distorted, and the sound waves quickly swept around him.

A strong wind suddenly blew through the dense forest, birds cried strangely, insects crawled around, and even the lifeless fallen leaves trembled.

"Crash..."

The leaves are dancing in all colors.

"Helika Javava..."

Although the sun was shining brightly, the dense forest seemed to be shrouded in darkness, with countless illusory shadows wandering around.

terror!
gloomy!

……

"Snapped!"

"Crack..."

One after another, the birds fell from the branches, their bodies stiff, their eyes bloodshot, and no life at all.

The ground squirmed.

Worms crawled out from the ground, twisting their bodies wildly and strangling themselves to death.

in a blink.

This dense forest seems to have become a Shura purgatory.

"careful!"

A hundred feet away.

The middle-aged man carrying the sword case had a serious expression on his face:
“It’s the soul-demanding Sanskrit sound!”

"This old monk has such profound magical powers that he can be influenced even from such a distance. If he gets the chance, perhaps he can become a real person or a bodhisattva."

Beside him, Situ Kongli gritted his teeth, feeling dizzy and having to quickly circulate his mental skills to stabilize the restless blood in his body.

"Thank you, senior."

Situ Kongli spoke:
"Will Mr. Zhu be in trouble? He was able to find so many Iron Evil Stones, which are very useful to us..."

"This..." Senior Xie hesitated.

"I do not know either."

"But judging by the rumors, this person should be quite powerful, so he shouldn't get into trouble so easily."

"Then wait." Situ Kongli narrowed his eyes:
"It's better to let him suffer a little first. It will only make sense if the seniors help him when he is in the most dangerous situation."

"Yes." Senior Xie nodded slowly:

"Let's do it."

"This person is truly extraordinary!"

…………

The sound waves are surging.

For a moment, Zhu Ju felt his temples throbbing wildly, and all kinds of hallucinations appeared before his eyes.

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.

Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.

Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly...

It was as if countless pale arms stretched out from the void, pulling his body towards the endless darkness.

"Hum!"

The inner lion seal!
Tianlong Bayin!

A mighty sound wave exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness, instantly suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind.

A cool feeling came from the Pure Heart Bodhi, like an invisible barrier that suddenly reduced the power of the soul-seeking Sanskrit sound.

My eyes also regained clarity.

Huh?
Yuanye looked surprised.

The soul-calling Sanskrit sound is a magical power that he has cultivated for decades. Even a great master may be affected by it if he is not careful.

Although the Zhu Ju in front of him was in good spirits, he was obviously not a great wizard. It was surprising that he recovered so quickly.

As his thoughts turned, he kept chanting the "life-seeking Sanskrit sound" from his mouth, but his body moved closer silently.

"call……"

Diamond Seal!
The powerful and incomparable Buddhist Vajra shadow appeared behind him, and he formed a seal with one hand and struck forward.

The vital energy of heaven and earth within a radius of ten feet gathered in his palm.

"boom!"

The energy is surging.

A layer of protective energy that was difficult to see with the naked eye appeared in front of Zhu Ju, and his skin also took on a metallic luster.

The true form of Disha!

how come?
This scene not only caused ripples in Yuanye's Zen mind, but even the man watching the battle from a distance narrowed his eyes.

How strong must this body be to be able to withstand the attack of the great wizard without being hurt?
Is it possible...

Already a real person?

"Gada Visheti..."

Yuanye shouted urgently, and the soul-seeking Sanskrit sound reached its peak. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and struck forward with a palm.

"Peng!"

Thousand Hand Seal!
This palm may look ordinary, but it contains thousands of powerful energies, like steel wires that find a gap and penetrate deeply into the protective energy.

"boom!"

The protective energy finally collapsed and fell on Zhu Ju, causing him to take two steps back.

"Nice palm technique."

After dusting himself off, Zhu Ju spoke slowly:
"You also take my palm!" Five Elements Palm!
The vital energy of heaven and earth gathered towards his palm like a funnel, and the evil energy of the five elements emerged from his palm.

"Amitabha!"

Yuanye's face showed solemnity, and the momentum of his palm changed accordingly.

Buddha's Palm!

In terms of controlling the vital energy of heaven and earth, Yuan Ye, who is at the level of a great mage, is far superior to Zhu Ju, who is just a mage.

There seemed to be a shadow of a Buddha several feet tall in the void, with its giant hands opened and striking towards the figure below.

"boom!"

There was a roar.

Zhu Juwen stood there motionless, but Yuanye's face changed drastically, and he quickly retreated with a shake of his body.

but,
Still a step late.

"Crack!"

With a sound of bone cracking, Yuanye's arm bone was broken alive, and the bloody bone stump tore through the flesh and emerged.

"what!"

The severe pain made Yuanye unable to maintain the image of a great monk any longer. His face was horrible and he screamed:
"evil creature!"

"How dare you hurt me!"

He lunged forward, waving his hands, and hundreds of arms suddenly swarmed over the field.

"Humph!"

Zhu Ju hummed softly and clapped his palms repeatedly.

In his opinion, without the magic, Yuanye's body would be similar to that of a Qi-refining practitioner who had just entered the innate stage.

Even if one uses the powerful power of the soul to make the palm force burst out with greater force, it can only be at the level of the second innate orifice at most.

Not enough to threaten him.

As for the magic...

It was very troublesome in the past, just like the soul-claiming Sanskrit sound, even ordinary mid-stage innate cultivators might not be able to withstand it.

But Zhu Ju possessed the Pure Heart Bodhi and the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, and these kinds of spiritual secret arts could not cause any harm to him.

His body is weak and his magic is ineffective, so what else does he have to fear?
"Archmage?"

"I want to see what methods the Archmage has."

"Zheng!"

The long sword is unsheathed.

The first limit of ghosts and gods - Thousands of mountains locked in fog!
Rays of sword light appeared out of nowhere, covering the entire arena in an instant, crushing all the attacking arms.

"call……"

The afterimages in the field converged and turned into a circle that retreated madly.

His arms,

It is intact!

"Ok?"

Zhu Ju raised his eyebrows, thinking:
“The so-called Great Master is able to visualize things that have left the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows and merge into the primordial energy of heaven and earth, thus manifesting them externally.”

He finally understood what the great wizard of this world was like.

Think about it!
The root of everything is visualization, or visualization picture.

The sorcerer condenses the mysterious light, the mage breaks the ancestral orifice, and the great mage condenses the virtual image of the visualization diagram in the ancestral orifice.

As for the real person...

It should also be related to what the practitioner visualizes.

"Not bad!"

Yuanye snorted coldly:

"The energy of heaven and earth is endless. Although your body is strong, it will eventually run out of energy."

"evil creature!"

"You have seen the real Buddha, why not worship him?"

"boom!"

The enormous power of the soul rushed out of the sea of ​​consciousness and transformed into a thousand-armed Buddha several feet tall, glaring at him.

The visualization method practiced by Yuanye is the visualization image of the Thousand-Armed Buddha.

nowadays.

The Buddha appears in the world!

Tathagata Palm - Thousand Hands Style!

Palm shadows fell from the sky like a blanket, and each palm had a power that was almost as strong as that of an innate Qi cultivator.

Even with Zhu Ju's physical body, he couldn't bear it.

Five Elements Palm, Ghost and God Limit...

The palm and the sword changed, and he held the ground for several meters under the attack of the Thousand-Armed Buddha.

But as Yuanye said, the manifestation of the Dharma can rely on the endless power of heaven and earth, but he cannot maintain high-intensity bursts for a long time.

"Peng!"

The energy is surging.

Zhu Ju suddenly took a step back, holding the scar with one hand, a gleam of light in his eyes, and the intention of the knife suddenly appeared.

The third limit—the waning moon knocks on the door!
The faint moonlight passed through the void, and the Thousand-Armed Buddha suddenly stopped, with a crack appearing between his eyebrows.

"Shh!"

The Buddha's shadow was cut into two halves.

This knife,

That is to say, both the soul and the body are cut off.

Even those with four innate orifices can be killed, and the great wizard is no exception.

"what!"

Yuanye screamed miserably, covering his forehead with both hands. The power of his soul vibrated rapidly and then suddenly exploded.

"boom!"

Countless arms shot out from between his eyebrows and grabbed Zhu Ju.

Like tentacles that have fallen into madness, they are weird, twisted, terrifying, but also incredibly powerful.

"Shh!"

Five rays of light suddenly appeared.

Five-pointed flying sword!

Zhu Ju took a step back, his eyes half-closed, and used all his strength to activate the Five Elements Sword Technique to twist towards the attacking arm.

Sky-Escape Sword Ring!

Flowing fire melts gold
……

The sword beams crisscrossed like a sharp net, sending limbs flying wherever they passed.

"die!"

The sword technique is introduced.

Five rays of light merged into a straight line and passed by Yuanye's body more than ten meters away.

"puff!"

Yuanye's body stiffened, a line of blood appeared on his forehead, and then the blood line split to both sides.

The body is split in two.

"Shh!"

The five-pointed flying sword returned to his waist.

far away.

Situ Kongli opened her mouth wide, a look of disbelief on her face.

Senior Xie beside him suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he had encountered a priceless treasure.

"The true method of controlling the sword with the soul!"

"Is there really someone who has figured out this sword technique from the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram?"

"You two." Zhu Ju turned around and looked in the direction of the two people.
"Can I come out now?"

Situ Kongli and Senior Xie looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and walked out of their hiding place.

Yuan Ye, who was at the Grand Master level, had tried his best just now, but failed to hurt Zhu Ju at all.

even,

It is unknown whether Zhu Ju will be allowed to use his full strength.

As soon as the flying sword came out,
The great wizard died!
This method is truly horrifying, and their previous plan of "helping in time of need" has become a joke.

(End of this chapter)