Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

"So it was you that night!"

The murderous intent in Hui Chan's eyes was even stronger, and he immediately thought of the Buddhist mother who was locked in the room of his junior brother. Li Daoxuan's visit to the White Horse Temple this time may not be as simple as saving his disciples.

His real purpose is to prevent the birth of Buddha!

Thinking of this, Hui Chan knew that Li Daoxuan must not be allowed to leave the White Horse Temple alive today.

Roar!
Under the blessing of his magic power, the power of the nine fire dragons increased greatly, and the flames on their bodies surged several times at once, which was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

Li Daoxuan raised his sword fingers together, and said, "Sword One, Chi Xiao."

Clang!
A red sword light flew out from the box, and the sonorous sword sound echoed over the White Horse Temple for a long time, like the first spring thunder between heaven and earth, shaking the sky and piercing the rainbow.

The Akasaka Sword cut through the raging flames and pierced into the mouth of a fire dragon with the momentum of thunder. The sharp sword energy pierced through the dragon's body, and finally rushed out from the tail. The sword energy did not decay at all, but became brighter.

The fire dragon let out a mournful cry, and then fell apart, turning into sparks and falling, turning into pieces of shattered beads.

Low-grade spirit treasure, Akasaka Sword!

After absorbing a large amount of Wuzhiqi's blood essence, it has been completely reborn, from a high-grade magic weapon to a low-grade spiritual treasure, a qualitative leap has been made.

The characteristic of Chixiao Sword lies in two words, one is fast and the other is sharp. After being promoted, these two characteristics have been greatly improved. The speed and sharpness have reached an almost terrifying level, which is why it is so easy The sword cuts the fire dragon.

The stars are the treasured sword, and the thunderstorm turns into the dragon shuttle!
The speed of the Akasaka Sword is so fast that even monks in the Yin God Realm can hardly see its trajectory clearly. Even if they use their Dharma Eyes, they can barely see the blurred shadow of the sword.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Three more lightning-fast sword lights flashed across the sky, and the red light pierced through the sky and earth, clearing all directions, and chopped the three fire dragons into pieces. They were also low-grade spirit treasures. At an absolute disadvantage.

Roar!
Hui Chan is worthy of being the great power of Yangshen who has shaken Luoyang for decades. He has seen that the Chixiao sword is too sharp, and he didn't resist it. Instead, he manipulated the remaining five fire dragons to avoid the sharp edge and moved towards Li Daoxuan bit it off.

He has the ambition to do everything he can to win the flag.

Faced with such a strong and tough style of play, Li Daoxuan calmly pointed his sword finger again and said, "Sword Two, Bailong."

Cang clang a sword cry!
A white and flawless sword light soared into the sky, like a white dragon carved from ice.

The surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. The soldiers were sweating on their foreheads just now, but now they were shivering. The sun was shining brightly above their heads, but they felt as if they were in an ice cave.

Facing the menacing five fire dragons, the White Dragon Sword differentiated into countless sword threads as thin as cicada's wings, pierced deeply into the bodies of the five fire dragons, and remained motionless despite the raging flames.

It was like a huge spider web, and the five fire dragons were flying insects that fell into the web. No matter how they struggled and roared, they could hardly break free from the shackles of the White Dragon Sword.

The cold air was raging and turbulent.

In just a few breaths, the five fire dragons disappeared and turned into five frosted beads.

Facing the peerless sharpness of Chixiao and Bailong's two swords, the Nine Dragons Buddha Fire Bead collapsed and its vitality was seriously injured. Even if it is not reduced to waste, it may fall to the level of Lingbao.

"Okay!"

"The mighty national teacher!"

"Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard!"

The eyes of the unscrupulous people on the sidelines are full of excitement. The outsiders watch the excitement, and the insiders watch the way. Only they, as practitioners, can truly see how powerful the national teacher is.

The Jiulong Buddha Fire Bead is the natal magic weapon of the abbot of the previous generation of Baima Temple, and Hui Chan has cultivated it with his own magic power for many years. It is amazingly powerful and is a great treasure of Buddhism.

Any one of the nine fire dragons can easily wipe out these bad people like them, but it can't stop the two swords of the national teacher!
They were extremely excited, looking at Li Daoxuan's figure with undisguised admiration.

After so many years, their villains finally waited for an unparalleled leader in the world, and an amazingly talented and unrivaled figure!

"Head, what a joy. In the past, when we went to visit the White Horse Temple, nothing happened. The imperial court used to be afraid of Hui Chan, but now it's all right. With the National Teacher, none of us are afraid anymore!"

"That's right. In the past, Hui Chan relied on his own cultivation and regarded the court as nothing. People who didn't know thought Luoyang belonged to him!"

"Haha, the Nine Dragons Buddha Fire Orb is abolished. It's really satisfying. The national teacher really deserves to be the person I admire the most. He can beat Huichan like this just after entering the Yangshen..."

Hearing their admiration for Master, Chang Le was as happy as honey, and she proudly said: "My Master is a sword fairy in the world, and there are more than two swords in his box!"

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Li Daoxuan looked at the two swords of Chi Xiao and Bai Long, and nodded slightly, feeling very satisfied with their power.

Both swords have been successfully promoted to low-grade spirit treasures. The Chixiao sword has enhanced speed and sharpness, while the Bailong sword has the ability to freeze. Anything it cuts will be frozen into ice sculptures.

With these two swords, if he walks the world in the future, he might take the title of sword fairy from Senior Xu...

"Om mani padme hum!"

The Buddhist beads were abolished, although Huichan felt distressed but not afraid, he used his housekeeping skills, the six-character mantra of Buddhism.

The sound of Sanskrit resounded through the nine heavens, and countless Buddha lights bloomed, as if the sun in the sky had fallen into the White Horse Temple, making it difficult to look directly at it, like a god.

In the bright Buddha light, Huichan folded his hands together, and a colorful halo even appeared behind his head, as if the Arhat Buddha walked out of the mural, with profound Zen and Buddha light shining everywhere.

The six-character mantra, also known as the six-character mantra and the six-character mantra, originated from Sanskrit and is the language of an ancient Buddha. It is rumored that chanting this mantra can obtain endless blessings from all Buddhas.

Hui Chan has practiced the six-character mantra since he was a child, and has been immersed in it for a year. He has already cultivated to a state of perfection. Now that he recites this mantra, he is really like an arhat.
Boom!

A palm print condensed by the Buddha's light descended from the nine heavens, with a golden swastika flowing in the palm, as if the Buddha lowered his palm and came to the world to cast down demons.

Such a terrifying power instantly changed the faces of the bad people, even the soldiers with strict military discipline showed shocking expressions, looking at the mountain-like bergamot, doubting that this is really the power that ordinary people can possess?

Li Daoxuan also showed a bit of dignity.

This Hui Chan has some skills, and he is enough to be called a leader in the Yangshen Realm, which made him feel the pressure.

Of course, this also made Li Daoxuan's heart boil with fighting spirit.

Ever since he stepped into the Yangshen Realm, he hasn't had a good fight yet, and the enemies he encountered were either vulnerable or perverted like his senior sister, which made people completely desperate.

Hui Chan is a very good opponent, an opponent who allows him to go all out and test his own limits.

Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand, and an epee as black as ink flew out of the Longyin sword box, and landed in his palm.

Before the sword is sharpened, it is as thick as an abyss, as stable as a mountain, it will not rot after passing through the years, it will not rust when it encounters wind and rain, it will not be harmed by thunder, and it will not move when it is set in fire.

Middle-grade Lingbao, Juque Sword!

The epee that is unparalleled in the world!
Li Daoxuan raised the Juque sword, it seemed to be heavier, even as the sword master, he felt his wrist sink, and the ground under his feet split inch by inch.

A sword pierced out, and the ground cracked and the landslides collapsed.

Between the sky and the earth, there are phantoms of big waves, the sound of the waves is endless, and the shadows of the five mountains appear faintly on the sea, like fairy mountains in the fog, like mirages.

After absorbing a large amount of Wuzhiqi's blood essence, the Juque sword was successfully promoted. In the past, when it came out of the sword, there would be phantom shadows of the five mountains.

Whoa!

In the sound of howling waves, the Juque sword shattered the huge Buddha's hand, and then turned into a huge epee that shook the sky and shook the ground like a bamboo, and slashed towards the shocked Hui Chan.

Hui Chan's hands almost turned golden, and he grabbed the Juque Sword.

This is the golden body of Buddhism, known as the indestructible diamond, as solid as a rock, but he only cultivated his hands, if it covers all parts of the body, he can go through the thunder disaster and achieve the Arhat status.

clang! ! !
With a loud bang, like a golden bell piercing the ear, invisible air waves spread to the surroundings, and even the soldiers in heavy armor almost fell down, turning their backs on their backs.

Under the sun, countless people saw a scene that shocked them.

I saw Hui Chan's figure flying backward like a cannonball, first smashing the wall of the Daxiong Palace, and then smashing the second, third, and fourth walls.

He barely stopped until the ninth wall.

Whoa!

The temple collapsed, the beams and columns were cut off, gravel and rubble were splashed everywhere, and the White Horse Temple was full of dust and a mess.

"Abbot!!!"

The monks of the White Horse Temple were filled with grief and indignation. The abbot who they thought was invincible in the world was defeated?
Isn't Li Daoxuan only in the early stage of Yangshen?How can he beat the abbot?

The abbot is their last hope and the biggest confidence of the White Horse Temple. If even the abbot is defeated, it will undoubtedly be a huge spiritual blow to them.

Li Daoxuan squeezed the sword formula with his hands, and the red, white and black sword lights intertwined and entangled, and flew back to the dragon singing sword box.

He let out a long breath.

In the sword just now, apart from the Fantian Seal, Plague Bell, Embroidery Needle and other trump cards, he almost used the strongest means so far, such as Unyielding Sword Intent, Golden Box Nourishing Sword Technique, Xuanming True Water...

Many supernatural powers, coupled with the Juque sword of the middle-grade Lingbao, consumed nearly [-]% of the mana, and finally defeated Hui Chan.

This means that in the Yang God Realm, he does have the capital to be superior to his peers. Looking at the world, perhaps only the supreme Yang God who has lived for more than 100 years like the old man can surpass him.

Of course, Li Daoxuan is only at the early stage of the Yangshen, and he still has a lot of room for improvement before he crosses the catastrophe and becomes a fairy.

Just as he was thinking, a figure suddenly jumped out of the ruins, the cassock on his body drooped like strips of cloth, revealing his bronze-colored lean muscles.

"It's the abbot!"

"Great, the abbot hasn't lost yet!"

The eyes of the monks at the White Horse Temple were once again filled with hope.

"Amitabha!"

Hui Chan clasped his hands together, but the bony sword marks on his palms made him frown slightly, revealing a hint of pain.

He looked at Li Daoxuan, the previous contempt was gone, replaced by seriousness and fear.

"I thought you were lucky enough to become famous by relying on the Four Sacred Formation, but now it seems that the benefactor is indeed a rare talent that you don't see in a thousand years. I have been practicing hard for [-] years, but I can't match you at the age of weak crown. I am ashamed!"

Hui Chan is also a proud person. He has been known as a genius since he was a child, and he is the top figure in Buddhism, but facing Li Daoxuan, he actually felt a sense of frustration.

Maybe that's how his senior brothers felt when they faced him back then.

Hui Chan knew that he had already lost, indisputably defeated, because the six-character mantra was already the strongest supernatural power he possessed.

"Although you monk has a bit of a stubborn temper, you are still quite honest."

Li Daoxuan said lightly.

Hui Chan shook his head and said: "I'm not as good as you, but you killed my junior brother, insulted my Buddhist sect, and coveted the Buddha. I can't sit idly by. Even if the victory is not martial, I will kill you."

Li Daoxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Is it the Demon Town Tower?"

There is a treasure in the White Horse Temple called Zhenyao Pagoda. Only the abbots of the past generations can handle it. That treasure is in the hands of Hui Chan. Maybe this is his confidence?
Hui Chan shook his head, and he tore off the tattered cassock on his upper body, revealing his vigorous body.

Although he is an octogenarian, his chest muscles are well developed, his muscles are knotted, and his eight-pack abs are as sharp as a knife, exuding the beauty of masculinity and strength. Even a young man in his 20s will feel ashamed when he sees it.

However, on his burly and sturdy body, there is a winding scar, which spreads from the left chest to the navel.

Li Daoxuan's eyes paused slightly on his scar.

"In the seventh year of the great cause, a black bear spirit in the mid-stage of the Yang God broke into Luoyang, destroying countless houses, and many people died because of it. At that time, you led it out of Luoyang City to kill demons in blood. Is this scar left at that time?"

Li Daoxuan recalled the information he had read when he was in Chang'an. As the leader of Hidden Dragon, he naturally had to know something about all Yang God monks in the world.

According to the files of the imperial court, Huichan became famous all over the world after the battle with the black bear spirit, and he defeated the big demon in the middle stage of Yangshen, which was praised by Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty at that time.

Hui Chan snorted coldly, and said: "So what, it is said that rabbits are dead and dogs are boiled, and birds are all hidden in bows. I have seen it today. Without Hui Chan, Luoyang today would have been a hell on earth!"

Li Daoxuan shook his head and sighed: "In the past, the people regarded you as a god, even if they couldn't eat enough, they would come to the White Horse Temple to offer a few sticks of incense, but now, the huge White Horse Temple is bustling with people, and there are few white people. How many people have been searched for!"

"Stop talking nonsense and fight again!"

Hui Chan turned over his palm, and there was a simple and unpretentious black stone. He folded his palms together, and sandwiched the seemingly ordinary stone in his palm.

"The ninth generation abbot of the White Horse Temple, respectfully invite the holy monk's relic!"

As soon as the words fell, the dark stone suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, and then flowed down the whole body of Hui Chan's hand like a liquid, dyeing every inch of skin golden, and flowing the bright Buddha's light.

The relic of the holy monk Kumarajiva!
boom!
The gravel and rubble around Huichan turned into powder in an instant, and the ground under his feet was also cracked inch by inch under his powerful momentum, and continued to spread outward.

The Lord of Earth seemed to have thought of this, his complexion changed drastically, and he shouted at Li Daoxuan: "Master, be careful, the tongue relic of Kumarajiva has been enshrined in the White Horse Temple, and it is said that it contains the most pure Buddha power of Kumarajiva , Hui Chan wants to use relics to refine into a Buddhist golden body, stop him quickly!"

Hui Chan suddenly opened his eyes, and even the pupils turned into the purest golden color, as if containing endless power.

"late!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking for nine days.

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