There Is A Dragon In My Well

The old monk's face turned red, and he said with trembling face: "Is this what the donor said, does he know a little about Buddhism?"

The monk cursed in his heart. This powerful Vajra Palm and Dragon Capturing Hand are the authentic methods of Buddhism.

Even if he uses it himself, it may not be so powerful, but this other party actually says he knows a little bit about it?

Then who do you think you are?

Is Buddhism a fish that slipped through the net?

"What if?"

Chu Qiu pretended to be surprised and said: "Buddhism is just one of the Dharma disciplines that I practice at the same time. I am indeed not very proficient in it. I just want the guidance of the eminent monk of your temple."

"you!"

The old monk couldn't tell that this was sarcasm, and said angrily: "What a monster and thief, forget about the powerful Vajra Palm, but you actually know how to capture the dragon in Jianglong Temple. You must have used magic means to search for my junior brother." The soul!"

"Today I say I won't let you go to the tongue-pulling hell to expel all your sins!"

The old monk was too lazy to talk anymore. He flashed his figure and replaced the formation. Then he threw a cassock around his body. The golden light flowed, and he knew it was a protective magic weapon.

"It's you who deserve to go to hell! You have a bad mouth and confuses all living beings. Today I will clean up the door for you Lord Buddha!"

Chu Qiu shook his body, shouted loudly, and unleashed the power of his golden body.

I saw that his whole body was gilded, and his eight arms were as if they were made of gold. Each hand held a magic weapon.

These eight magical artifacts are not the eight magical artifacts condensed from the golden body, but they were seized from the monks of Jianglong Temple.

There are three pieces of the Demon Subduing Pestle alone.

The other five pieces are the Jie Dao, the golden bell, the alms bowl, the purple gold wooden fish, and the golden staff!

Each Buddha has strong power and is brightly gilded. At a glance, you can tell that it is a magical artifact left behind by eminent monks of all ages.

When the old monk saw the state of Chu Qiu's golden body, his heart was suddenly shocked. He vaguely felt that this golden body was somewhat familiar to some records...

But when he saw the eight magic weapons that Chu Qiu took out, his inner anger suddenly rose, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, forgetting the familiar feeling in his heart.

"You monster, you still won't accept punishment?"

He shouted angrily, his whole body was filled with Buddha's light, and the seal on his hand changed. One hundred and eight rosary beads bloomed with purple-gold light, and each one became as big as a water tank, and they smashed over like meteors.

At the same time, the Seventeen Arhats also shouted low, quickly formed seals with their hands, the barrier above their heads surged, and various magical weapons came in with a fierce momentum.

"Then let's see who gets killed!"

Chu Qiu suddenly shook his eight arms, holding the magic pestle, golden bell, alms bowl, sword and other magic weapons in his hands, smashing, chopping, shaking, swinging, powerful and without waves...

There was just a banging sound, sparks were shooting out in the barrier, air currents were surging, and eighteen magic weapons were whizzing through.

when!

The golden bell in Chu Qiu's hand emitted golden ripples and wrapped around a whistling Zen staff. He waved the demon-subduing pestle with his other hand and smashed it into two pieces, sparks rising into the sky.

The other arms are also not idle, with swords and golden staffs in their hands, slashing and smashing horizontally and vertically. Eighteen kinds of magic weapons can't resist it at all. They are so ferocious that it's a mess!

The Zhangliu Golden Body was originally a Western sage's skill. The golden body is strong and immortal, comparable to the body of the ancestral shaman.

In the past two days, Chu Qiu had condensed a lot of incense mind power, and his power was even greater. He was holding eight kinds of magic weapons, and he still had the upper hand even in the barrier.

I saw him opening and closing widely, looking down on the world. As he waved his eight arms, golden light exploded, and one or two magic weapons were always knocked back to their original shape, or directly collapsed.

The seventeen monks all looked pale, and the barrier could hardly be maintained.

The old monk also shouted angrily, and one hundred and eight purple gold rosary beads turned into stars all over the sky and struck fiercely.

But it's a pity that Chu Qiu was too fierce, and the 108 beads couldn't even get close to him, so he was beaten back.

In a short period of time, the entire barrier was shaken, like a meteor falling and piercing the atmosphere. Sparks were rising randomly, and the light and heat were shocking.

During this fight, Chu Qiu was intoxicated and extremely happy.

I just heard him laughing loudly and saying: "Old bald man, you can't do it either. It seems you are the ones who deserve to go to tongue-pulling hell!"

"Break it for me!"

After laughing, Chu Qiu shouted loudly, his magic power surged, and the golden light of the eight magic weapons surged into the sky, like eight small suns, dazzling.

The next moment, there was a fierce collision, and with a bang, the Buddhist barrier was broken, and a dozen figures collapsed and flew more than ten feet.

Chu Qiu's figure twisted, and Zuwu Dijiang's movement skills merged with the light, and appeared behind a monk like an illusory demonic shadow.

"Pfft!"

A large street light was twisted off!

Just as the relic was about to fly out, Chu Qiu's body swayed, and a large flag appeared behind him. The black light rolled into the flag.

"This body is fat, and obviously the essence, blood, and vitality are not weak. It would be a pity to waste it!"

Chu Qiu's voice burst into laughter, not even sparing the corpse, and rolled it directly into the flag, turning it into a condensed demon god with essence and blood.

When the old monk saw it, his face became angry, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "You evildoer! Give me your life!"

His hands suddenly broke away, and the rosary broke and turned into 108 golden stars, burning with Buddha's fire.

"You're still far away from wanting to kill me!"

Chu Qiu sneered, threw the Dragon Seal of Merit into the air, and dropped a golden light to protect his body, invulnerable to all attacks!

At the same time, with a thought in his mind, the Xiuchun Demonic Knife appeared in his hand, with demonic energy surging into the sky and demonic light like flames.

"cut!"

A jet-black and strange sword light passed through the air, pop-pop, and smashed dozens of rosary beads in the air.

The remaining rosary beads were called, and the eight arms behind Chu Qiu appeared again, waving eight magic weapons, bang bang, bang, bang, dang, dang, all of them returned to their original shape and retracted into the old monk's hand.

"I'm too lazy to play with you!"

Chu Qiu's body swayed, and his golden body walked out, running towards the other monks to kill. His real body held the dragon seal of merit, held the magic knife, and started hacking away.

I saw the dark and strange sword light killing continuously, sending out sparks all over the sky. Every time a rosary bead was chopped, the old monk's face became paler.

On the other hand, Chu Qiu's aura was stable and his magic power was strong. After fighting for so long, it felt like he had not been exhausted at all.

The Xiuchun Dao in his hand also collided with each other, and the rune formation pattern carved on it with the residual blood of Daluo began to flicker.

Every time it flashes, the remaining blood energy will be decomposed with the star stone and merged into the blade body, improving the quality and power.

The old monk roared angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

Especially when he saw the golden body walking out of Chu Qiu's body, his face was horrified and shocked.

"What kind of skill is this?"

There was a hint of horror in his heart, but there was also a hint of greed.

Because this kind of skill is very good at a glance, even the Arhat Golden Body skill of their Jianglong Temple is more than a step lower.

But it's a pity that the young man in front of him is too strong, unbelievably strong.

It is a magic sword, a Buddhist skill, and a pure Taoist skill. What I have learned is extremely complicated, but extremely precise!

"Kasaya Demon Subduing Technique!"

He was anxious in his heart, so he yelled quickly, took off his cassock, held the Buddha's seal with his hand, recited the mantra, and then pointed the lotus flower.

Hooray!

The cassock swelled in the storm, and in an instant it expanded to two feet, five feet, ten feet, and twenty feet, covering Chu Qiu.