I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 419: The Golden Bowl of the Ghost Cave, the Vajrayana Buddha in the Flesh
Faint Sanskrit words appeared on the golden bowl, and for a moment, a golden light shone brightly.

Even though the person activating it was not a high monk or even a Buddhist, this rare treasure still exerted its intended effect.

Su Fan stood still, and with a casual move, he slashed out a sword energy that hit the golden bowl.

"clang!"

When the two collided, the golden bowl made a loud sound like a huge bell.

The monsters that had not moved forward before were affected by the sound waves, their skin and muscles cracked, and blood flowed out.

This attack may seem simple, but it has the heaviness of a mountain pressing down on you, and the staying power of a river flowing continuously.

However, the golden bowl only shook slightly before returning to its calm state, without even a trace left on its surface.

It not only blocked Su Fan's sword energy attack, but also dispersed it to other places.

The evidence was that the wall behind it was broken again, revealing the gray fog barrier outside that was healing.

That’s right, this sword energy that could even break through the gray fog barrier was completely unable to break the defense of the golden bowl.

Su Fan was quite surprised, and at the same time, he became a little interested.

He didn't expect that the golden bowl was so strong that it remained intact after being struck by a sword.

Good stuff indeed.

"Practicing cultivation is not just about one's own comprehension and combat power. In a battle, magic weapons are also the key factor in determining victory or defeat."

"You were born in a wild family, without a master to guide you. It is really remarkable that you have reached your current height through personal efforts and opportunities. It can even be called a miracle. But your foundation is still insufficient."

The man in Taoist robes slowly walked out from behind the golden bowl, looking relaxed and carefree, as if he was sure of victory.

But this is just a superficial phenomenon.

He originally thought that even if it was a desperate fight, Su Fan's attack would not be that strong, but the sword energy that just spread out actually tore open the gray fog barrier outside.

In other words, the so-called blockade is useless to this kid. He can escape from here at any time as long as he wants.

Really weird.

However, the other party's current state will not last long.

In addition to the golden bowl, he also has many other magic weapons. With these, he is invincible.

Even if he does nothing, the scales of victory will still tip towards him.

This battle has lost its suspense.

Just as the man in Taoist robe was thinking this, an even more terrifying sharp aura condensed and took shape.

The phantom of an ancient long sword appeared beside Su Fan, so solid that it was almost impossible to tell the difference between it and the real object.

buzzing...

The man in Taoist robes subconsciously lowered his head and saw the source of the sound.

The evil sword in his hand felt the great threat and hummed softly, trembling slightly, and even seemed to want to slip out of his hand and face the enemy head-on.

Visions manifest.

Unlike before, this time the strange phenomenon of mountains and rivers appeared on the shadow of the long sword!

Compared with the previous phantom of the heavy mountain, the peak that appeared this time was steeper and sharper, and there was no vegetation covering it except for the rugged and hard rocks.

It was like a dagger piercing directly into the sky, full of murderous intent.

The vast river below let out a deafening roar, as if to smash all obstacles in front of the sword tip!
The unity of form and spirit!

He planned to use a point-to-point attack to penetrate the defense of the golden bowl.

This will also be the strongest blow since the war began.

In the eyes of the man in Taoist robe, there was no longer the ease and admiration of a senior for a junior, instead, there was solemnity.

Although the other party is not very old, his strength and talent are worthy of respect and are enough to be treated as an equal.

He exerted all his strength, causing his Taoist robe to flutter.

The golden bowl was further urged up in the air and flew up, then fell towards Su Fan.

Only at this moment did Su Fan truly see the scene inside the golden bowl. Countless undead ghosts, evil spirits, and distorted monsters were rubbing shoulders with each other, and the air was filled with a sinister atmosphere.

But the most bizarre thing was the male corpse sitting in the middle, emitting a faint golden light.

The male corpse had no hair on his head but a scar from his Buddhist ritual, his upper body was naked, and his lower body was covered only by a piece of white felt.

His eyes were tightly closed and his appearance was solemn, but the golden light lingering around him was not stable, and one could even vaguely see black light surging in it.

As soon as this black aura floats out, it can be snatched away by the evil ghosts and monsters on the side.

The evil spirits who were lucky enough to absorb it actually showed an expression of great enjoyment on their faces, and then their souls grew visibly bigger and more solid.

Upon seeing this, Su Fan used his spiritual power to open a secluded passage.

Beneath the appearance of Buddha's light, there is a sea of ​​hatred that is almost impossible to eliminate.

Su Fan could vaguely see the other party's past.

When Su Fan saw a little monk in a desolate temple being made into a living Buddha, he couldn't help but frown.

Ordinary people have no cultivation and are not even qualified to become fodder for evil cultivators' magical weapons.

In order to make "useless" mortals "useful", they must be tortured and abused as much as possible, so that they die with great pain and hatred.

This evil corpse is just like that.

"I didn't expect you to even dabble in tantric methods."

This kind of dark and evil practice method should be eradicated.

But now it reappears in the hands of the person opposite.

As I said, this is no longer an ordinary evil cultivator, and it is necessary to strike back with heavy blows.

"Young man, you are really surprised by what you have seen."

The man in Taoist robe had a calm expression.

"Ever since the decline of Esoteric Buddhism in China, Europe has become an important area for the spread of Esoteric Buddhism. Many secret scrolls that had not yet been destroyed have been moved here. They have even penetrated into every aspect of civilian life."

“Meditation, yoga, etc., etc.”

When Su Fan heard this, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind.

He thought of James, whom he had met in London not long ago.

A fictional past, a predetermined future.

The concept of Tupa comes from Tibetan Buddhism, also known as Tantra.

Therefore, the so-called Bridge Builders College (Church) is also closely related to the man in Taoist robes in front of him!
In other words, from that time on, he and the man in Taoist robes had a connection.

"It seems you are aware of it too."

When the man in Taoist robe saw Su Fan's eyes flickering, he guessed what the other party was thinking.

"That's right. The Bridge Builder Academy that you wiped out a few days ago was indeed related to me."

"what have you done?"

“Just a little reference. They wanted to create a humanoid prop that connected to other dimensions, and I was interested in that.

So I watched the whole process of their ceremony. ”

When he said this, a sarcastic arc appeared at the corner of the Taoist robe's mouth.

"The people in the barbarian land are born with incomplete souls. Meditation is just a poor imitation. A group of people sit together and do nothing. Nothing has started yet, and several members have gone crazy. It's a joke."

"Finally, it succeeded after some setbacks, but I was busy with the affairs here and didn't have time to inspect the results, so you ruined it."

“But that’s okay.

When it comes to connecting to higher dimensions, who is more suitable than a practitioner who cultivates both body and soul?"

The man in Taoist robes stared at Su Fan, with dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

"Now that I've finished talking, it's time for you to get going."

The golden bowl fell upside down towards Su Fan, and the hell of endless suffering with ghosts howling and wolves howling seemed to cover and suppress Su Fan, leaving him with no hope of reincarnation!
(End of this chapter)