Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 188 The Mighty Sword Might
The Nanyu Mansion, which was originally peaceful, became agitated because of the appearance of Diao Monk Xixie.

"rustle!"

On the street, Yan soldiers with armor and shields poured up from both sides continuously, making a dull sound of iron armor shaking, blocking the gate of Yantang Manor.

"call out!"

In the wide courtyard, a nimble figure leaped up, breaking through the obstruction of the Dayan guards in the front yard.

--Roar!

A huge green mink with a length of five or six meters lightly landed on the ground, roaring at the surrounding soldiers in warning, showing sharp fangs, and a fierce look in its eyes.

"Are they all mobs? Are the remnants of the Great Yan Party so weak?"

A sarcastic laugh came from the green sable, and the bronze-colored monk Xixie, including his bald head, sat on his beloved pet, looking very comfortable.

"With such ability, you still dare to provoke our Shenluo Empire, and don't take our princess seriously. Do you really think that you are still the Great Yan of a hundred years ago? I don't think there is any need for cooperation at the beginning. The majestic Prince of Great Yan has actually become Shrink your head like a tortoise, laugh yourself to death"

"Don't insult His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Just as Monk Xixie started the sound transmission and insulted Zhao Huai, among the soldiers of Dayan, a dragonrider commander in heavy armor was burning with anger, his eyes turned red and he roared loudly.

Even if he only had Qi training, he charged forward with a spear in his hand.

"Left Commander! Dangerous!"

"This evil monk is too strong! You are no match!"

The surrounding deputy commanders and soldiers all exclaimed.

The shiny black spear tip was very sharp, but Monk Xixie Diao didn't take it seriously, he didn't even look up at him, the green mink under his seat jumped lightly, turning into an afterimage.

In just an instant, the dragonrider leader was knocked down.

"Roar!"

Qing Mink pressed a paw on the leader who fell to the ground, and let out a deafening roar.

Soon, blood flowed from the eardrums of the dragonrider commander, but his eyes still showed no fear.

"You are very brave."

Monk Xixie slowly stepped down from the green sable, stepped on the commander's iron armor, and said with a faint smile:
"But courage has a purpose. You need strength and background to get ahead. Don't you understand this truth?"

The Dragonrider commander was unyielding, stubbornly wiped his nosebleeds, and roared: "It is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who has made the common people live a better life and led the Great Yan to regain glory. He is the Lord of the Great Yan, and no one is allowed to slander him!"

Hearing this, Monk Xixie squinted his eyes, his face was a little ugly, and he said in a cold tone:

"In that case, you go down and wait for him."

Yan Bi let go of his legs, and the green mink on one side rushed over, and was about to gnaw off the commander's head.

"Zheng!"

A clear and piercing sword sound resounded throughout the courtyard.

The black sword energy carried the dragged sword light, leaving a meteor-like trajectory in the air.

In just a split second, Qing Diao's entire body was sent flying.

"Whoosh."

Green Sable let out a mournful cry, and a bloodstain appeared on the right eye, a large amount of blood flowed out from the eye socket, obviously the eyeball was pierced by a sword.

Diao Monk Xixie frowned and looked up at the sky, where a handsome man in a white robe appeared.

He hummed, his eyes filled with a playful smile.

It's finally out.

"His Royal Highness!"

"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! The Crown Prince has finally made a move!"

The morale of the soldiers around Dayan suddenly rose, and they all shouted with joy.

The dragonrider leader who had just been stepped on the ground struggled to get up, knelt down and cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Go to the army formation, leave it to me here."

"Yes!"

After Zhao Huai finished his explanation, he turned his eyes to Diao Monk Xixie, and said coldly:

"It's a pity that I killed this green mink. After all, it's a strange beast. It's better to use it to make soup to nourish the body."

Diao Monk Xixie is quite tall, and his bronze-colored skin is even more sturdy. There was a hint of coldness on his face, and he said: "A turtle is a turtle, no matter whether you are avoiding the battle or going out to fight today, you will not be able to escape. robbery."

Zhao Huai said expressionlessly, "It's too boring to use a few words to break my heart. I can only say that this method is too boring. Do you think you can be confident if you bring people from Xizhou?"

Zhao Huai saw his thoughts, and also discovered that the three Bodhisattvas and Arhats from the Goddess Sect were present in person. Xixie Diao Monk was not annoyed, but smiled instead:
"Whether it's okay or not, you'll know if you try it."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly struck out with a palm, and the word 'Zen' appeared in the golden palm print. Such a sneak attack could not be called insidious.

"Then hit."

Zhao Huai's face remained unchanged, his voice was not loud, but full of strength.

Holding the copper coin tightly in his palm, a line of large characters appeared in front of his eyes.

[Hexagram [-]: Hit Shenluo hard and become famous all over the world. Starting from Xixie Diao Monk, the instruction you get is "blessing". 】

[Hexagram [-]: The pack of wolves look around, colluding together, rushing to fight, the instructions you get are "disaster". 】

Since this matter is the Shenluo Empire's provocation against Dayan, it is necessary to display the demeanor of Dayan. This is the most important thing. nothing to worry about.

Thinking of this, Zhao Huai pinched the sword formula with his fingertips, and the black long sword pierced towards the golden palm print like a shuttle, as fast as lightning.

"Ding!"

As soon as the two sides touched, there was a violent vibration.

"I want you to see how powerful Yan Luo Buddha's palm is."

Diao Monk Xixie's cold voice sounded, he changed his posture with one palm in his hand, took a step back, spun his body around, and struck out again, this time with an incomparably fiercer style.

"Everyone underestimates me, Dayan, but they don't know that I am the one watching the sky from the bottom of a well."

Zhao Huai made a decision with his sword, and stood it in front of his chest.

A thick sword energy erupted from the jet-black long sword, and it spiraled spontaneously.

"Let me see how strong Yu Sha is."

Zhao Huai's eyes were sharp, he waved his arm and pointed, the flying sword in his hand flashed and shot out.

This was the first time he had used his natal flying sword against a monk.

Facing the monstrous sword energy, Monk Xixie Diao's complexion changed slightly. He realized that the sword was extraordinary and could not be underestimated, so he took out a golden bowl in the shape of a large bowl from the monk's sleeve robe, exuding a faint aura.

At this time, I have to take out my own magic weapon.

The Yusha sword shot out, like a brilliant black dragon opening its huge mouth, trying to devour everything in front of it.

Diao Monk Xixie poured his mana into the golden bowl, and the golden bowl immediately became several times larger, as large as a water jar.

The mouth of the cylinder faces the Yusha Sword.

"Boom!"

There was a terrible tremor on the ground, and the power was too great, as if it had hit a big clock, and the burst of air waves knocked away the surrounding big trees and grass leaves.

The golden core in Zhao Huai's body was incomparably bright, and the eight extraordinary streamlines seemed to be carvings bestowed by the heavens, which were extremely perfect.

Xixie Diao Monk also had the power of the golden core erupting from his body, but it was only rank seven, far from being comparable to Zhao Huai.

"Damn!"

"How could he be a Rank [-] Golden Core!"

He realized that he was constantly retreating, and a mark was shoveled out on his heel. His face gradually deformed, and he couldn't calm down. A pair of thick eyebrows stood up, very panicked.

"Wow!"

A vision of a golden giant elephant was behind Xixie Diaomong, its trunk was thrown high, and there were muffled sounds, its front hooves raised, making a loud noise, shaking the ground, trying to pass the talisman and suppress Zhao Huai.

But Zhao Huai looked indifferent, holding down the spinning hilt, and softly shouted:
"retreat."

A black light flickered in the Yusha flying sword, and a phantom of a majestic black dragon entrenched, drove straight in, and swallowed the golden giant elephant in one gulp.

"puff!"

Diao Monk Xixie spit out a mouthful of blood immediately, his breath weakened a lot, and his bronze body flew upside down.

The huge golden bowl followed and caught him, barely standing still with his feet one behind the other.

After a while, a deep gully was left between the two.

Diao Monk Xixie glanced at his hand, it was already bloody.

Move against move, magic weapon against magic weapon, the vision was swallowed in one gulp, and it could be called a complete defeat.

Diao Monk Xixie knew it well, when he knew that his seven-rank golden elixir was not as good as the opponent's, he had the intention of quitting.

Rather than saying that skills are inferior to others, it is better to say that Dan is inferior to others.

When did Prince Yan break through to Jindan?
Obviously, what the princess told me a few months ago was only the peak of Foundation Establishment!
Almost instantly, a thought came to his mind.

That is to run first and then talk.

Qing Diao also sensed his master's intention to retreat, and turned into an afterimage, carrying Monk Xixie Diao towards the direction outside the Yantang courtyard.

He just took a step outside the hospital.

"Zheng!"

The ear-piercing sound of swords had already sounded behind him.

"Here comes the bowl!"

Diao Monk Xixie hastily summoned his magic weapon, the Golden Bowl, to block the blow.

But he has already lost a bit of momentum, so he is destined to be suppressed from the beginning to the end.

After bearing the sword, the light on the golden bowl immediately dimmed, and he flew upside down again.

The green mink below him wanted to catch him, but a terrifying pressure came from not far away!

It seems that Zhao Huai has some kind of culprit, which is not easy to provoke.

The originally ferocious and huge green mink became like a puppy, whining in fear, crouching on the ground, not daring to move.

It was an absolute oppression from a superior alien beast!

Zhao Huai didn't even look at Qing Diao, he leaped out and punched Xixie Diao Monk on the body

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the black streamer directly knocked the invincible monk out of the street. In a short while, the surrounding pavilions and palaces were smashed to pieces.

This scene shocked the monks watching the excitement.

"That's not the case just now. When this evil monk entered, wasn't he invincible?"

"That's right, who beat him like this? You know, this is a Jindan strongman, the ninth-ranked Tianjiao in Xizhou, Xixie Diaomong."

"Look quickly, isn't that Prince Yan!"

After several months, Zhao Huai's figure reappeared in front of the monks of Nanyu Mansion, which attracted the attention of many people.

Holding the Yusha Flying Sword, Zhao Huai walked towards the Xixie Diao Monk lying on the ground step by step.

"It's terrible. Prince Dayan actually defeated Diao Monk Xixie. Could it be that the news of Situ Huan's defeat is true?"

"It's very possible. Unexpectedly, in just a few months, I have already broken through the golden core. I must have gotten another chance in the past year. It's really hidden."

"Although the prince is low-key, it does not mean that he is easy to provoke. I don't know what level his real cultivation level has reached."

At this moment, many monks believed that the strength of Prince Dayan was underestimated, and everyone was guessing his real strength.

After this strike, Monk Xixie found that the bones in his arms and feet were all shattered, and he couldn't stand up at all.

He looked at the black long sword in Zhao Huai's hand with apprehension.

This sword can never be an ordinary magic weapon, its power is beyond his imagination.

His golden bowl is said to be the natal magic weapon that can rank first in defense, but it was given to him by a senior who had achieved a golden body arhat, and now even it can't resist the power of the black long sword.

In terms of the magic weapon, he undoubtedly suffered a small loss.

However, Diao Monk Xixie was not panicked, he looked at Zhao Huai with a triumphant smile, lay on the ground and shouted:
"Zhao Huai! If you dare to come out, you are courting death!"

Before saying this, Zhao Huai felt fluctuations in the surrounding space.

A series of eighty-nine streaks of streamer came and went, forming a dense net, enveloping Zhao Huai.

At this time, there was a sound of "咻" from the sword-raising gourd on Zhao Huai's waist, and a dark green rusty sword flew out.

Knocked away all the streamers one by one, and then turned around to protect his master.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Huai was quite surprised.

He didn't expect that this defective dark green fairy sword would come out by itself to protect him.

This sword actually has its own consciousness!

The moment Zhao Huai lost his mind, the streamers around him struck again.

"Ghost king seal."

"The Green Ink Knife."

One after another soft shouts came from the crowd. It was obvious that someone was hiding among the monks just to sneak attack on Zhao Huai.

A mark appeared between the brows of a black-robed monk, and a surge of devilish energy gushed out from his hands, killing Zhao Huai.

"It's the magic cultivator! There are so many of them."

"They were actually hidden in the crowd, and I didn't even notice!"

"Is this a joint arrangement of the Shenluo Empire and the Demon Sect?"

The monks who were eating melons immediately scattered and fled, not forgetting to look back in Zhao Huai's direction as they walked.

"Wow!"

Facing the attack of the crowd, Zhao Huai's eyes were fixed, and he stepped back. After a quick sweep of his consciousness, he found that there were actually more than a dozen demon monks ambushing him here.

No wonder Monk Xixie has been trying to provoke him, forcing him to take action is only the first level, in fact, he wants to trick him out, and then hunts him down and kills him.

His previous realm was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, and it was such a big deal to deal with a monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

It has to be said that the person who arranged this murder was really malicious.

All the monks of the Demon Sect went all out, mobilized their magic energy and their own magic weapons, and cast a series of powerful supernatural spells.

Many moves gathered together, dazzled, all crushed towards Zhao Huai.

"Prince Great Yan, let's see how you die this time!"

Diao Monk Xixie on the ground was helped up by his fellow monks. He happily watched the scene of Zhao Huai being besieged and killed by the crowd, feeling indescribably happy in his heart.

Just when he was proud, the scene that shocked his jaw happened.

"call out!"

Along with the sound of the sword, another red rusty sword flew out of the gourd that raised the sword.

Zhao Huai smiled slightly, stepped on the red rusty sword, and flew high into the sky, his white robe billowing in the wind.

Behind the back of the left hand, the right hand holds a black long sword, and there is a dark green rusty sword circulating around him.

The Demon Sect disciples all floated up into the air, turned into a stream of light, and chased in the direction of Zhao Huai.

In the sky, many rainbow lights flickered, and they kept fighting. The monks on the ground were stunned.

"I'll go! You're really a monster, facing many strong people alone, you still don't fall behind."

"Prince Great Yan's cultivation has reached the peak of Jindan?!"

"I reckon that he is very likely to step into rank seven or eight gold cores. Ordinary gold core monks, even if their combat power is acceptable, cannot withstand the consumption of mana."

Not only the monks on the ground, but the monk Xixie also looked shocked.

"How did he manage to control three flying swords at the same time!"

"Can his mana hold up?"

above the sky.

Facing many opponents, Zhao Huai's aura gradually rose, and the swords protected his body, and the methods of the people around him couldn't hurt him at all.

I saw him stepping out from the red rust sword.

Yu Sha swung out, and the sword energy carried by Wu Guang was incomparable.

"Shh!"

Sword Qi shot out from the blade.

In the blink of an eye, the magic weapon of a demon disciple was split into two.

"My Demon Sparrow Fan!"

The Demon Sect disciple who had lost his magic weapon let out a loud cry, with an extremely sad tone.

The eyes of the demon disciples around him all showed fear.

The sword that can break magic weapons is too sharp.

(End of this chapter)