Journey to the West: Deer Power Immortal, Starting from Becoming a Disciple of the Supreme Lord Tais

As soon as he finished speaking, the moonlight above the Sanqing Temple suddenly dimmed a little.

Three golden beams of light pierced the sky from the direction of Zhiyuan Temple. The golden beams did not land in Sanqing Temple, but hung in mid-air, forming a triangular shape that surrounded the entire Taoist temple.

A moment later, the golden light faded, revealing three figures.

One of them, whom Lu Qingxuan had met once before, was the Long-Browed Arhat.

To the left of the Long-Eyebrowed Arhat is a figure draped in a golden robe, with a face as red as a jujube, holding a vajra pestle; this is none other than the Dragon-Taming Arhat, one of the Eighteen Arhats.

On the right is the Arhat who subdues tigers, who is as famous as the Arhat who subdues dragons.

Lu Qingxuan saw who it was and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The three who subdue dragons, tam the tiger, and have long eyebrows are ranked high among the eighteen Arhats and possess great magical power. The Buddhist sect does not underestimate them.

He stood up, straightened his robes, pushed open the door, and stepped out into the courtyard. Looking up at the three Arhats, he said calmly, "What brings you three masters here so late at night?"

The Arhat Subduing Dragon's voice boomed like a bell, shouting, "Lu Qingxuan, you built the Sanqing Temple in Chechi Kingdom, robbing our Buddhist temple of its incense offerings! Today, these three humble monks, acting on the Buddha's decree, have come to reason with you!"

The Arhat Subduing Tiger snorted coldly and said, "Why argue with him? Just take him down!"

The long-browed Arhat raised his hand to stop the two, his gaze falling on Lu Qingxuan. He looked him up and down, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He said slowly, "Master Lu, it's been several years. You have already entered the Golden Immortal realm. Congratulations!"

Lu Qingxuan said, "You flatter me, Arhat. May I ask whether the three Arhats have come tonight to reason with me or to fight?"

The long-browed Arhat said, "What about theory? What about action?"

Lu Qingxuan said, "If we're going to reason, then please, the three Arhats, put away your magical treasures, come inside for tea, and we can talk slowly; if we're going to fight..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three men, "Though I am not talented, I am not afraid."

Enraged, the Arhat Subduing Dragon swung his Vajra Pestle, unleashing a bolt of lightning that struck Lu Qingxuan.

Lu Qingxuan neither dodged nor avoided the lightning bolt. With a gentle flick of his sleeve, the lightning was neutralized by a soft force and vanished without a trace.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon's expression changed slightly. Although he hadn't used his full strength in that strike, it was still not something an ordinary Golden Immortal could easily neutralize.

Seeing him make his move, the Arhat Subduing Tiger could not hold back any longer. He drew his dagger, which transformed into a streak of cold light and went straight for Lu Qingxuan's throat.

Lu Qingxuan, unhurriedly, raised his hand and extended two fingers, gently pinching the blade.

The dagger hummed between his fingers, unable to move forward or backward.

The Arhat Subduing Tiger's expression changed drastically. He exerted all his magical power, but the monk's knife was as if it were clamped by a pair of iron clamps. No matter how he tried to move it, it wouldn't budge.

Lu Qingxuan loosened his fingers and said calmly, "Two Arhats, this humble Taoist does not wish to make enemies with the Buddhist sect, but I am not afraid of making enemies either. If you two insist on fighting, then don't blame this humble Taoist for being ruthless."

The long-browed Arhat sighed and said, "Junior brothers, stop."

He had personally experienced the power of the Vajra Bracelet. If the Dao Ancestor had not only intended to warn him, he would have been killed by the Vajra Bracelet.

Now that he has encountered Lu Qingxuan again, he doesn't know if it's his own misfortune or if he has sown a seed of karma with Lu Qingxuan...

Although Jianglong and Fuhu were unwilling, they knew they were no match for Lu Qingxuan, so they had no choice but to put away their magic weapons and retreat behind the Long-browed Arhat.

The Arhat with long eyebrows looked at Lu Qingxuan and said, "Daoist Lu, this humble monk has a word of advice to offer."

Lu Qingxuan said, "Arhat, please speak."

The Arhat with long eyebrows said, "The expansion of Buddhism to the east is an inevitable trend. How can you, Daoist, possibly stop this overwhelming trend with your own strength?"

"Why not take a step back and return the incense offerings of Chechi Kingdom to Buddhism? Buddhism will remember the Taoist's kindness, and perhaps they will need Buddhism's help on the journey to the West in the future."

Lu Qingxuan smiled slightly and said, "Luohan, you are mistaken. The eastward expansion of Buddhism is an inevitable trend, but the hearts of the people cannot be controlled by such trends."

The people of Chechi Kingdom are willing to worship the Three Pure Ones and the Three Immortals, and are willing to come here to offer incense, because we have done practical things for them, and because the Temple of the Three Immortals has protected them.

If Buddhism wants to regain its popularity, it needs to demonstrate its true capabilities and make people willingly worship Buddha.

"Winning by coercion, bribery, or suppression, even if achieved, is an dishonest victory."

The long-browed Arhat remained silent for a moment, then said, "Has the Daoist made up his mind?"

Lu Qingxuan said, "My mind is made up."

The Arhat with Long Eyebrows nodded and said, "In that case, this humble monk has nothing more to say. I invite you to fight outside the city, Daoist Master."

After saying that,

Three golden beams rose from the ground and flew towards the open fields outside the city.

Lu Qingxuan's figure flickered, transforming into a streak of azure light and following closely behind.

Four beams of light pierced the night sky and landed on a desolate wasteland outside the city in an instant.

The moonlight was like water, and the surrounding fields were vast and desolate.

The three Arhats formed a triangle around Lu Qingxuan in the center.

The Arhat who subdues dragons slammed his Vajra pestle on the ground, and a crack more than ten feet long immediately appeared in the ground, with soil churning up.

The Arhat Subduing Tiger drew his sword, its blade reflecting the moonlight with a chilling gleam. Within a radius of a hundred feet, the grass and trees were forced to fall to the ground by the sword's aura.

The long-browed Arhat held the purple-gold alms bowl in his palm. The bowl shimmered with Buddhist light, and faint chanting could be heard. The wind and clouds in the world changed color, and the originally clear night sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, obscuring the moonlight.

"Subdue the dragon and tiger, unleash the dual formations!" The Arhat Subduing Dragon roared, raising the Demon-Subduing Pestle high above his head. Lightning crackled on the pestle, and golden bolts of lightning shot out from its tip, weaving into a vast net of thunder that enveloped Lu Qingxuan.

The lightning net covered an area of ​​hundreds of feet in radius, with electric snakes moving within it, each carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks.

Seizing the opportunity, the Arhat Subduing Tiger struck simultaneously, his dagger transforming into a streak of cold light, piercing through the gaps in the lightning net and aiming straight for Lu Qingxuan's throat.

Where the blade flashed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

With the two Arhats joining forces, a terrifying aura enveloped the surrounding area, causing the sky and earth to change color. The vegetation within a radius of dozens of miles was reduced to dust under the pressure of the lightning net and blade light.

Looking at the incoming attack, Lu Qingxuan remained calm. He had long anticipated the strength of the two, Jianglong and Fuhu, and their power was within his expectations.

Immediately, Lu Qingxuan's figure blurred, and he transformed into a streak of azure light, passing through the gaps in the lightning net.

After mastering the Five Elements Escape Technique, his movement skills had reached a state of perfection. Within the Five Elements, he could escape to anything and go anywhere.

Although the lightning net was good, it still couldn't trap him.

Lu Qingxuan weaved and moved among the lightning nets and sword flashes, like a fish swimming in water.

The Arhat Subduing Dragon's lightning bolt missed its mark, and he was startled. He quickly swung his pestle to sweep it away.

Lu Qingxuan's figure changed again, transforming into a beam of yellow light and disappearing into the soil beneath his feet.

The Vajra Pestle swept across, stirring up a gust of wind that plowed a deep trench in the ground. When the dust settled, Lu Qingxuan was nowhere to be seen.

"What a strange escape technique!"

As the Arhat Subduing Dragon searched around, he suddenly felt the earth tremble beneath his feet. Before he could react, a powerful force surged from the ground and knocked him to the ground.

Lu Qingxuan emerged from the soil behind him, struck down with his palm, and a burst of immortal light caused him to stumble.

The Arhat who subdued the dragon staggered several steps before barely managing to steady himself. A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned ashen.