Xuanxia

Chapter 110: Buddhist Illusion

From the ruins, a black iron arrow suddenly shot out, breaking through the air with the force of thunder, heading straight for Monk Fayuan!
The old monk was so shocked that he couldn't dodge in time and staggered back half a step.

But the iron arrow failed to hit him after all - Fa Zheng, who was standing by, stepped in just in time and grabbed the arrow with his hand.

"Ok?"

Fa Zheng frowned: "Could it be..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed!
I saw that the arrow he was holding was covered with yellow talismans, and suddenly a huge force came out and it exploded!
Countless iron chips scattered with a crisp explosion, instantly blowing Fa Zheng's palm into a bloody mess and also scratching his face. Fa Yuan, who was standing nearby, was also injured, his face and chest were pierced by the debris, and he groaned in pain.

"Hahahaha!"

With a loud laugh, the ruins of the Buddhist temple suddenly exploded, and Wu Changfeng shook off all the debris on his body and stood up: "You will have to suffer the same loss as I have suffered!"

At the same time, he kicked up a piece of broken wood, which flew through the air and hit Fa Zheng directly!

Fa Zheng was shocked and angry. He smashed the broken wood with his intact hand and said, "You are still alive!"

"It's not that easy for me to die!"

Wu Changfeng leaped out, and the fierce palm wind sounded like a tiger's roar, and he pounced forward.

At the same time, another iron arrow shot out and pointed at Fayuan again!

But Fayuan was already prepared. Although he was injured in the explosion, he took the opportunity to retreat several steps and formed a Buddhist seal with his hands in front of his chest. When the iron arrow approached him, it was as if he was stuck in a quagmire and could no longer move forward.

In the ruins, Fu Qingzhou slowly stood up with a big bow in his hand, his eyes stern.

At his feet, Qiu Chan covered her chest with her hands and coughed hard, but she still found it difficult to fight.

There is more than one Fa Zheng coming...

"Be careful."

Qiu Chan followed her breath and said slowly, "Fa Zheng called the old monk Fa Yuan... Fa Yuan is a famous Buddhist master in the martial arts world. He has reached the fifth level of spiritual enlightenment and has a variety of magic skills. Even masters of the sixth level of martial enlightenment have suffered at his hands."

Fu Qingzhou's face was gloomy and he said nothing, and another iron arrow flew away.

He was actually very tired.

Not to mention the fierce battle with Wu Changfeng before, just drawing those fire-avoiding talismans made him dizzy.

Drawing talismans is not as simple as dipping your hands in water and drawing them. After the first two realms of spiritual acupoints are opened on the hands, the master can basically only cast spells by drawing talismans. The process requires mental power to call upon the spiritual power to draw the talismans, which consumes a lot of mental energy.

Of course, ancient and even evil witchcraft like the Soul-stealing Spell is different from drawing talismans, which is another explanation and will not be discussed here for now.

But no matter how tired Fu Qingzhou was, he had to fight.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, he gritted his teeth, endured the fatigue, swung his right hand into an afterimage, and fired six arrows in succession!

Fayuan snorted coldly, and formed seals with his hands in front of his chest. A faint golden light filled the air around him. The iron arrows approached him and all of them froze in the air.

However, the iron arrow was extremely powerful and still pushed Fayuan back, causing the old monk to look solemn.

On the other side, Wu Changfeng and Fa Zheng had already fought together.

The two men were from the same school, but had another fortuitous encounter. Both of them had reached the sixth realm of cultivation, which was already considered second-rate fighters in the martial arts world. At this moment, both of them were injured by the explosion of the iron arrow. They were evenly matched and the fight was whistling.

Fu Qingzhou knew that they would not be able to determine the winner in a short period of time, so the key to deciding who would live and who would die today lay in his hands.

If he could kill Fayuan, then once he intervened in the battle between Wu Changfeng and Fazheng, the balance of victory would immediately tip towards his side.

Similarly, if he were defeated, Fayuan could easily help Fazheng kill Wu Changfeng.

"You want to kill someone with just a tiny arrow!"

All he heard was a loud shout from Fayuan, and he pushed his sealed hands forward!
A golden light flashed, and the seven iron arrows that were stagnant in front of him exploded in all directions at the same time and scattered all over the ground.

Fu Qingzhou took a deep breath and rushed forward.

He could see that the old monk didn't know any martial arts at all. Once someone got close to him, he would be a useless person who could be slaughtered at will!
But when he took a sudden step forward, the scene around him suddenly changed.

He was no longer in the ruins of a temple with drizzling spring rain and a strong smell of burning, but was standing in a wilderness. There were cries of grief in all directions. Looking up, he saw thousands of refugees. They were half-naked and skinny. There was not even a single person standing. There was no light in their eyes. They were crawling like wild beasts, relying on their survival instinct.

Seeing this scene, Fu Qingzhou's heart tightened. He could feel his heartbeat getting faster and faster, and a warm current lingering in his lower back was slightly hot.

It was a scene of great sorrow and grief that he suddenly witnessed, which touched Qi Ran Jue's heart.

"Hey, mind illusion?"

The smoker's voice sounded in Fu Qingzhou's ears: "Be careful, this thing is very rough. If you don't do it right, it will completely mess up your brain." Fu Qingzhou frowned.

But before he could make any move, he felt a sharp pain in his chest!
A refugee on the ground suddenly jumped up and bit his chest!
"Meat! Meat!"

The refugee tore open Fu Qingzhou's clothes on his chest and bit him with his black and yellow teeth.

Fu Qingzhou subconsciously wanted to draw his bow and fight back, but at this moment an extremely compassionate and ethereal voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Cutting flesh to feed the eagle, using one's body to feed the weak... after reincarnation, there will be bliss."

The sound was so loud that it made his whole head buzz.

For a moment, Fu Qingzhou's senses seemed to be stripped away. He watched the refugees pounce on him and bite him one by one, but he didn't feel any pain. He just felt inexplicably absurd in his heart.

What kind of mercy is this?

Using your own flesh to feed refugees is called compassion?

Is this the Dharma of affinity... the Dharma of Buddhism?
"You...are not even as good as Long Dabei!"

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "Although Long Dabei is a pervert, at least he really wants to save the world, but you are just a waste who takes advantage of others!"

A refugee bit the side of his neck, and blood splattered.

But he still didn't feel any pain, instead he felt somewhat comfortable.

At the lower back, a powerful and warm current surged up. It was the Qi Ran Jue that had been dormant for a long time.

Not only that, there is a torrent of clear water flowing through the limbs and bones, which is the majestic and powerful Yi Ran Jue.

The two forces exploded at the same time, violently turning the countless refugees who were surrounding and biting him into a pool of blood.

At the same time, the surrounding illusions were also shattered.

With a scream, Fayuan vomited a large amount of blood mist towards the sky, pus and blood flowed from his eyes, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a thud.

"Hahahahaha, this monk is so unlucky!"

The smoker laughed wildly, "Why would he cut your flesh to feed the eagle when he can do some other magic? He has activated all your Qi Ran Jue and Yi Ran Jue in one go! Ahahahahaha..."

Fu Qingzhou couldn't laugh, he half-knelt down, supported himself on the ground, and coughed up blood.

When he looked down, he saw that his clothes on his chest were torn open and his whole body was covered in blood.

Although the illusion was just an illusion, the damage inflicted on him by Dharmakaya was real... Although he relied on the special skills to make Dharmakaya backfire, he really had no strength left.

The rain fell on him, washing away the blood from his wounds, revealing deep wounds with the skin and flesh turned inside out. No one knew what kind of horrible spell Fayuan had cast.

"Hey! Fu Qingzhou!"

Qiu Chan's nervous voice came from behind: "Are you okay?"

Fu Qingzhou was unable to respond and turned his head slightly to glance at Wu Changfeng and Fa Zheng who were fighting fiercely.

Wu Changfeng's Mountain-Suppressing Cloud Palm seemed to be even more exquisite and domineering, and it slightly suppressed Fa Zheng. Fa Zheng was already being beaten back step by step, and when he saw Fayuan's defeat, his face was clearly panicked.

There was a loud bang, and the two men's powerful palms collided heavily. Wu Changfeng retreated two steps, but Fa Zheng was no longer able to fight, so he immediately used the force to leap back several steps.

"Humph!"

He sneered and said, "Mr. Wu, you are out of luck today. We will fight again another day!"

After saying this, Fa Zheng lightly tapped his toes and in a few leaps he disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Wu Changfeng wanted to chase him again, but when he turned his head, he saw Fu Qingzhou half-kneeling on the ground, almost turned into a bloody man, and he stopped immediately.

"Brother Wu!"

Qiu Chan struggled to climb out of the ruins, gritting her teeth and shouting, "Go and chase them! I'm here!"

Wu Changfeng glared, nodded vigorously, and chased after Fa Zheng where he fled.

On this side, Fu Qingzhou wanted to stand up, but the blood flowing out of his body like a flood made him become confused and his hands and feet weak.

In the last moment before he fainted, he only vaguely saw Qiu Chan's somewhat panicked face.

(End of this chapter)