Beheading
"Dark Gu, are you from the Gu Clan of Southern Frontier?"
Asuro's prominent brow bone and naturally sharp eyes were fixed on the cloaked figure.
He gives off a strange feeling; when he looks down, he is both disdainful and arrogant, yet also indifferent and gentle. Two opposing qualities are perfectly blended in him.
Xu Qi'an ignored it, glancing at the brightly lit pagoda. The doors were closed, and he couldn't see what was inside.
But he knew that inside the tower, sixty-eight Zen masters had formed a Zen array, using the fortune of the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Southern Frontier to suppress the severed limbs of the deity.
Buddhist School meditation is the foundation of the entire system. Buddhist School aims for sudden enlightenment, and to achieve this, one must enter a meditative state.
This demonstrates the importance of Zen practice.
A master with profound Zen skills can sit for years, decades, or even sixty years without eating or drinking, completely isolated from the outside world.
The sixty-eight Zen masters inside the pagoda are in this state now, neither eating nor drinking, like statues.
They were completely unaware of any external disturbances.
According to Fuxiang, every sixty years, a new batch of Zen masters would be replaced, taking turns to meditate and form a meditation array.
In addition, Xu Qi'an also sensed the powerful array force protecting this Buddhist pagoda that sealed the divine treasure.
He withdrew his gaze, his hoarse voice coming from inside the hood:
"I am not a member of the Gu clan."
He paused for a moment, then slowly said:
"I am a traitor to Buddhist School, Wutian!"
As he spoke, the cloaked figure lifted his hood, raised his face, revealing a young and handsome face. Gold paint shone between his brows, quickly covering his entire body before turning dark gold.
Tsk~
Flames erupted from behind his head, forming a scorching ring of fire that dispelled the darkness!
This is a Vajra, a guardian deity in Buddhist School.
Asuro's sharp and indifferent gaze finally showed surprise, "Wu Tian?"
His voice was both youthful and mellow.
"In the past five hundred years, many things have happened. I have discovered the Buddha's secrets and the truth behind the war against the demons. Therefore, Buddhist School can no longer tolerate me."
The cloaked figure chuckled and said mockingly, "None of the bodhisattvas and arhats of Aranya have told you of my existence?"
He was bluffing Asura, trying to extract information from the young son of the Asura King. Asura had only recently returned to power, and even if he knew of the existence of the "Buddha's Son," he couldn't possibly know that Asura had mastered the Vajra Divine Skill.
Judging from his appearance, he is already a genuine King Kong.
By fabricating the identity of a Buddhist School outcast and trying to trick this powerful figure who participated in the demon-slaying war, they might be able to extract some confidential information.
Faced with the words of this traitor who called himself "Wu Tian," Asura remained calm, showing almost no emotion.
Xu Qi'an was not discouraged and shouted loudly:
"Buddha was a treacherous and despicable man; he was unqualified to lead Buddhist School. Back then, he used divine intervention to destroy the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons."
Before he finished speaking, Asura's eyes suddenly shot out golden light, and a deafening sonic boom echoed in mid-air. He disappeared from the top of the tower and pounced on the enemy like an eagle hunting a rabbit.
Xu Qi'an's sense of crisis immediately alerted him, urging him to dodge.
But his legs seemed rooted to the ground, unable to move.
It wasn't that he was unwilling to move, but rather that the power of Buddhist School precepts bound him.
Without reciting Buddhist mantras, the power of precepts descends instantly. Once a Zen master reaches the Arhat stage, with a single thought, he can "regulate" the words and actions of his enemies, demanding that they abide by various Buddhist School precepts.
His reaction was so strong; he must know the inside story of the demon-slaying war, and what I just said seems to be very close to the truth. Suddenly, a golden light shot up from Xu Qi'an's head, transforming into a delicate, miniature tower.
The second layer of suppressive power unfolds.
With a loud "boom," a circular crater collapsed within a radius of 100 meters around him.
Asuro's figure was forcefully "blown" down, as if subjected to a gravitational force hundreds or thousands of times stronger.
The pagoda's restraints disrupted Asura's rhythm, and the precepts imposed on Xu Qi'an only lasted for about a second.
"Pagoda?"
Asuro's tone clearly showed surprise.
Since intervening in the fight against Vajra Dharma in Jianzhou, the old monk Taling has never mentioned his promise not to attack Buddhist School disciples again, as if he had forgotten the rule he set for himself.
Of course, last time it was entirely out of necessity that the Tower Spirit chose to compromise with the situation.
As for this time, Xu Qi'an personally went into the pagoda to ask the old monk for help. The reason why the old monk was willing to break the rules again was because Xu Qi'an told him the secrets he had recently gained.
The Buddha was sealed away by the Confucian sage; the relationship between Shenshu and the Lord of Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons; the possible deal between Shenshu and the Buddha, etc.
Based on these clues, Xu Qi'an, from a "professional" perspective, speculated that the disappearance of Bodhisattva Faji might be related to a secret of the Buddha.
Then, he patted his chest and promised to help the pagoda spirit find the Bodhisattva Faji, who had disappeared for over three hundred years.
The price is that from now on, the pagoda must grant him every request.
Xu Qi'an darted out silently, his perfect control over his body through internal energy transformation ensuring he made no sound, and the bricks beneath his feet did not crack.
Call!
Using his left leg as a pivot, he leveraged his waist and back to whip his right leg out like a whip, creating a sharp whistling sound.
Asuro opened his right hand and grasped the ferocious whip leg. With a bang, the muscles in his arm trembled violently, dissipating the terrifying force.
Xu Qi'an's other foot leaped into the air, launching an attack without pause. First, he delivered a knee strike to Asuluo's face, followed by a barrage of punches from both sides, each one heavier than the last, causing shockwaves to explode one after another.
The quiet Nanfa Temple was suddenly filled with the sound of firecrackers.
Throughout this process, the suppressive power of the second level of the pagoda remained in effect, relentlessly suppressing Asura.
For a martial artist, once they seize the initiative and launch a preemptive attack, they can inflict tons of damage.
If it were a third-rank expert from another system, their physical body would have already been smashed to pieces.
But Asuluo just kept staggering backward, each time he tensed his muscles and tried to pounce, he was violently interrupted by Xu Qi'an.
With each step Asuro took back, he left a deep footprint in the ground.
After being forced into a fighting stance once again, Asuro's neck muscles suddenly swelled, and all his muscles coalesced as if he were about to launch a powerful counterattack.
Bite!
At this moment, a blade of light shot out from Xu Qi'an's chest, slashing a string of sparks at Asuluo's throat. Although it did not break through his defenses, it stung his skin and sent a chill down his back.
The muscle groups that are accumulating strength are stimulated and become stiff.
He kept killing him, killing him again and again, a set of killing him again and again. Xu Qi'an fought more and more fiercely, with the Taiping Blade in his mouth. Whenever Asuluo tried to interrupt the rhythm, he used the sharpness of the Taiping Blade to defeat his charging power.
The battle in the west courtyard attracted the attention of the monks and Zen masters in the temple. Figures rushed out of the meditation rooms, some riding on magical Law Artifact into the air, others watching the battle from the top of a nearby tower.
When they saw two golden Vajras, each with a ring of fire burning behind their heads, locked in a deadly battle outside the tower that sealed the Demon Monk, they were all utterly bewildered.
My first reaction was: What happened?
Why are the guardian deities fighting inside the temple?
My second thought was: Who is that Vajra?
My third thought was: How could that Vajra have managed to force Asura into a complete rout?
"He's not a guardian deity, he's an outsider!"
An old monk with white eyebrows said in a deep voice.
The other monks also quickly recognized that the Vajra who fought with Asura was not from their own sect.
Currently, Buddhist School only has two Vajras, namely the one who saves the ordinary and the one who saves the distressed. If a new Vajra is born, Buddhist School will announce it to all its followers.
That person hadn't even gotten rid of all three thousand strands of hair (a metaphor for worldly troubles).
"Summon the fellow disciples of Nanfa Temple and form an array to deal with him."
The senior monks began to organize their forces to fight the enemy.
As a great sect with a history spanning thousands of years, they naturally possess the ability to gather "meager power" to deal with or restrain extraordinary experts.
The cost would be that many people would die.
However, with an extraordinary being present on their side, such a restraint would be worth any number of deaths.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a shell ripped through the night and struck Nanfa Temple. The shockwave flattened the walls and lifted the roof.
More explosions came from afar, and smoke and flames rose all over the "Southern Kingdom" city.
Miao Youfang, Ye Ji, and their Demon Race clan members, who had infiltrated the Southern City, began their operation. They detonated gunpowder that had been hidden throughout the city, creating chaos.
Boom! Boom! Boom! More and more cannons rained down from the sky, exploding into fireballs over Nanfa Temple.
An unmanned artillery emplacement swept overhead, dozens of cannons spewing flames and tilting their shells.
The monks' assembly was interrupted by the artillery barrage, causing them to fall into brief panic, but they quickly organized an effective counterattack.
The monks drew their bows and fired fiercely, arrows carrying powerful energy whistling through the air.
The Zen masters rode their Law Artifact in pursuit of the aerial artillery.
At this moment, when most people's attention had already left the Sealed Tower, a clear light rose from the top of the tower, and Sun Xuanji, dressed in white and wearing a veiled hat, arrived at the top of the tower using a teleportation array.
Buzz~
Amidst the slightly piercing sound of air currents, a circular array lit up beneath Sun Xuanji's feet.
Immediately afterwards, one after another, circular arrays appeared, layer upon layer, twelve in total, dividing the sealing tower into twelve equal parts.
The entire sealing tower trembled violently, its body radiating a soft golden light and displaying distorted Buddhist runes to resist the "strangulation" of the twelve arrays.
The Buddhist text was gradually worn away, and the golden light slowly dimmed.
Indeed, as Sun Xuanji said, the Buddhist School formations appeared crude and inadequate in the face of a third-rank Warlock like him.
At this moment, Asuluo was caught in Xu Qi'an's combo attack and had no way to turn the tide.
If Asura was like this, one can only imagine how the monks' expressions changed drastically.
"Oh no, the Demon-Sealing Tower is about to be destroyed!"
Someone exclaimed.
Just then, a blazing flame suddenly erupted behind Sun Xuanji.
A ring of fire ignited, illuminating its master, a Vajra statue nine feet tall, draped in a kasaya, with half its chest exposed.
Asuro!
Asuro Xu Qi'an's pupils contracted slightly.
Who was I fighting?
Asuluo clenched his palms like knives and swung them out fiercely.
Thud. A human head flew up and fell from the top of the tower, causing the twelve circular arrays to collapse instantly.
They used their actions to show everyone present the price that masters from all the major systems pay when being approached by extraordinary martial artists.
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