Of course, no matter what, after a period of leisure, Xu Wei finally got involved in the war between Daqian and pirates.

In the sea, he brilliantly commanded his fleet to form battle formations for the final fight.

Such an excellent command on the battlefield immediately attracted seven warships with a size of forty meters.

Xu Wei loaded his battle wisdom, opened and closed his hands and feet, and instantly solved a group of elite soldiers who boarded the ship. Every knife is like a god and knows, even if the soldiers are mixed with martial arts masters, they are easily cut into two pieces.

Such a beautiful action immediately attracted the general on a big ship on the side of the big Qian, and the general with a knife and axe chisel like a mountain seemed to show the toy he was interested in, and said.

"Innate peak, signal him to surrender. Our Jing Navy will treat him preferentially. ”

A minute later, a sergeant arrived, and the general's face was slightly angry.

"You want to negotiate terms with me. Daqian loves talent, but it has not yet reached the point of seeking talent. ”

After the general finished speaking, he gestured to the middle-aged scholar behind him, and the scholar didn't see any movement, so he made a big fuss, and turned out to be a cultivator who manifested and even possessed the body.

The yin wind has not yet arrived, and Xu Wei's warning suddenly rises. Turning his head to look at the invisible fluctuations that flashed in the air in the distance. Then he immediately flipped on his side and rolled on the ship, without even having time to avoid a few scattered arrows.

However, where he had just been, a huge black vortex appeared out of thin air. The Dao Law Vortex that crushed the heart demon in exchange for powerful power entangled Xu Wei as if it had a tracker. Xu Wei dodged the whirlpool's blow in advance many times.

Then he was also forced to the corner of the boat, there was nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape, as for diving, the speed of the human body is far less fast than the spirit, that will only die more miserably.

At this moment, a trace of bitterness appeared in his mouth, and when Xu Wei was about to despair, his heart flashed a thousand times. The first thought is the system hidden in the divine soul, but unfortunately it is too difficult to obtain points, and the consumption items are too high, otherwise as long as he exchanges martial arts to break through the great master, or exchanges the battle wisdom above the third level, he guarantees that he can beat the other party out of.

It's a pity that no, otherwise, the process of coming to the present step by step began to emerge. Recalling it to this day, thinking of a golden-bodied Buddha statue he saw at the Green Eyebrow Leader a few days ago, and the ghost old monk who suddenly attached himself to him, Xu Wei suddenly blessed his heart and looked up to the sky and roared.

"Old monk, I don't know what you're planning, but if you don't make a move, I'll die, and you'll die too!!"

The sudden roar attracted the attention of many on the battlefield, and even the middle-aged scholar who was manipulating the whirlpool paused at this time.

This hesitation did not last long, just as the middle-aged scholar was about to continue to control the whirlpool to harvest Xu Wei's life, Xu Wei's chest instantly burst into dazzling golden light.

"Nan no Amitabha!!"

A Buddha horn suddenly resounded throughout the sea, and resounded through the hearts of countless navies and pirates!

And the whole sea, the vast world, all the people who were watching all this were silent, and they couldn't imagine what they were seeing at this moment!

A big Buddha walked out of Xu Wei's chest, dozens of feet tall, with a golden star robe hanging on his body, he sat in the void, entrenched in heaven and earth, just like the past, eternal and unchanged.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

The Sanskrit sound sounded again, but the Buddha raised his eyes slightly and put his palms together.

And the immeasurable terrifying pure golden Buddha light burst out of the palm of the Buddha's hand, and in just an instant, it had drowned the entire sea!

"This is the Sutra of the Past?"

"General be careful!"

This world is filled with terrifying Buddha light, and the middle-aged scholar wants to release the Taoist technique to block it, but he didn't expect that this Buddha light is like an illusion, and the Buddha light is still dazzling as soon as the Taoist technique passes through.

A few minutes later, the Buddha's light slowly dissipated, and the battlefield was still the same battlefield, but there was one less person in the battlefield, and Xu Wei was gone.

At the dock of Daqian, Xu Wei changed into the cloth clothes worn by the workers, and talked with the unknown existence in his mind.

"That is to say, you are the last abbot of the Great Zen Temple, when you encountered a strong enemy to destroy the door, this is the only idea you escaped, and you suffered an indelible injury, if you don't meet me, it will dissipate in a few years?"

The past Buddha stationed in Xu Wei's sea of knowledge is more than illusory than before, like a candle in the wind, as if it will dissipate, hearing Xu Wei's words, he opened his eyes and nodded.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, since you can awaken my thoughts attached to the Buddha statue, it is fate, if you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I can teach you the supreme secret book of the Great Zen Temple, the past Mida Sutra."

"Old monk, forget about apprenticeship, I already have a master, but for the sake of you saving me at sea just now, I will repay your kindness, if one day, I am strong enough, I will help you rebuild the Great Zen Temple."

Xu Wei patted his chest, so promised, his eyes were serious, and the abbot of Dazen nodded slightly, although he did not achieve the expected goal, but maybe it would be okay.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

In the end, the Buddha was called, and the old monk completely dissipated, but at the same time, Xu Wei also had a vivid picture of the past Buddha and many text images in his mind, which was the method of visualization of the past Mida Sutra.