Seeing this scene, Fu Zibo and I were both stunned.

He should have reacted, all these changes have nothing to do with me, those so-called Buddha qi are all spreading from under the Bodhi tree.......

"Who are you?!" Fu Zibo yelled in shock and anger, although his words were very polite, but I could see a clear fear on his face.

I don't know what kind of skill he has made this yarn ball essence, but judging from his reaction, this monster born of magic weapons is definitely not simple.......

If it weren't for that ridiculously strong thing, Master Zizi wouldn't have handed it over to Fu Zibo to use against me.

After the last battle of Shennongjia, the true immortal Weng and Yang Jiusheng died in my hands, I have a few catties and a few taels, and the free master should be able to guess a rough idea.

But it was such a monster that was used against me that was inexplicably burned by a golden flame...... Don't say it's Fu Zibo, even I feel very puzzled.

The golden flame seems to be made of Buddha energy, and the breath produced by it is not unfamiliar to us, it can be seen everywhere, and its color is very similar to the clouds in the sky.......

Of course, what surprised me the most was the voice that came from under the linden tree.

It was a man's voice, but I couldn't hear the exact age, you could say he was twenty or thirty, or forty or fifty, and this was the first time I had encountered that strange situation.

Not only that, but the tone of his voice is also surprisingly peaceful, as if he can calm people's minds, and every word he says can be engraved in the other person's mind.

Could it be that Shakyamuni has appeared?!!

But when I looked back, the stone statue was still facing away from me, and I couldn't see that he had spoken, and Chen Qiuyan and the evil man also looked very confused, as if they didn't know what had just happened, and looked at the stone statue and then at me, their expressions were full of confusion.

"How the fuck do you ........"

Fu Zibo gritted his teeth and scolded, from his angle, all he could see was the back of the stone statue, that is, the side that was similar to the back of a real person.

It is estimated that in his imagination, he was a monk meditating under the Bodhi tree just now.......

"Mr. Fu, it seems that the situation is not quite right......." Mr. Old Sect, who was standing beside Fu Zibo, suddenly opened his mouth, and his tone was vaguely panicked: "The array eyes we carry on our bodies have failed, and we can't spread it, and the qi inside is dissipated......."

"The Array Eye is failing?" Fu Zibo was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect this to be the case.

The old teacher didn't think much about it, it seemed that he was not afraid of being seen, and he didn't care about us when he took out the array of eyes from his pocket, and took it out and handed it to Fu Zibo, his eyes became more and more panicked.

What he pulled out of his pocket was a mirror-like object, the size of a palm, and it appeared to be made of metal, and the whole thing was blackened.

Fu Zibo held the mirror, kept looking left and right, and muttered to himself: "This is impossible...... How could this eye fail......"

At this moment, only listening to the two swishing sounds, Fu Zibo had already thrown out two objects similar to chopsticks in an instant.

The speed was so fast that I could only see their shadows vaguely, and I raised my hand to block one with the back of my knife, and the other was aimed at the stone statue.

It is estimated that Fu Zibo didn't know that the stone statue was a dead thing, and he really regarded it as a living person, and the tricks he played were all aimed at the living.

The chopsticks that rushed at me were aimed at my dantian, and the one that rushed to the stone statue was aimed straight at its head.

The moment I blocked it, the chopsticks fell to the ground instantly, and the top of the head exploded into a "prickly pear" shape without warning.

Hundreds of metal needles are all exposed, and it is no exaggeration to say that it hurts to look at.

If I let this thing stick in my dantian, it will explode smoothly....... Even if it doesn't threaten me, it can make me hurt worse than death.

Of course, I'm curious to see if this artifact-like object can threaten the statue.

Because the chopsticks flew too fast after being thrown out, I just blocked one on my side, and the other flew to the back of the stone statue's head.

But just as it was about to plunge in, an unexpected scene appeared.

The chopsticks seemed to be stuck on an invisible wall, and directly stopped all movements, almost levitating, floating in the air.

In the next second, its body began to collapse rapidly, decomposing into black sand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and continued to flow to the ground until it completely disappeared.

Fu Zibo is a smart man, and it can be seen from the fact that he secretly shook the secret weapon when he was talking to himself, and this turtle grandson's heart is black.

But no matter how dark it is, he also knows what it means to be afraid.

On the premise that there is no free master to lend him strength, Fu Zibo is not my opponent at all, and let the evil man fight against him, he can easily tear him alive.

"Let's go."

When Fu Zibo said this word, he had already turned around and ran out, and he didn't wait for other old sect gentlemen at all, and ran out dozens of meters on his own.......

I was just about to catch up when an inexplicable sense of oppression hit me instantly.

If my senses weren't wrong, this strange feeling of oppression must have started when I was running Ancient Qi at full speed.

It has a great rejection of my ancient qi, and even if the sense of oppression seems ethereal, I can still feel that it is coming straight to the ancient qi....... There seems to be a human emotion.

Abhor.

Under my gritted teeth, those old sect gentlemen also followed Fu Zibo and ran away, their speed was not slow, but if I wanted to chase, I should be able to chase after it, but the inexplicable sense of oppression made me a little uncomfortable, and there was a sour and numb feeling in my limbs.

When they completely disappeared from my sight, I slowly eased up, rubbed my arms, which were still a little sore, and turned and walked back.

"Is he the one who just spoke?" I walked up to Chen Qiuyan and asked curiously.

In the process, I also carefully observed that the stone statue is still a stone statue, and there is no tendency to transform into a living person.

"It should be......." Chen Qiuyan said in a low voice, her expression was also a little complicated, like a puzzle after being shocked: "The voice came from his mouth...... But we didn't see his mouth move......"

"That's him." The Devil said, his tone was a little panicked, as if he was still very afraid of this stone statue: "I originally wanted to help you chase them, but I was suppressed by him...... I can't move at all! ”

"Forget it, we don't need to care about that." I laughed and said, "Those little fish and shrimp aren't worth our lives." ”

Although I was curious about this statue of Shakyamuni, I knew that now was not the time to be curious, and that there were more important things waiting for me to do.

Looking at the mountain road in front of me, my heart couldn't help but beat faster, and of course, I was a little scared while being excited.

If nothing else, the old man and they must have gone up the mountain, I just hope they don't have any accidents.......

"Let's go." I patted Soba, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said with a smile, "You don't plan to worship the Buddha here for the rest of your life, do you?" ”

"Of course not...... I'm just praying for you! Soba replied, although he was still a little chattering when he spoke, but it could be seen from his eyes that Soba was much more sober, at least he was able to maintain his sanity.

I stretched, put my knife in its sheath, and strode towards the trail.

The others didn't hesitate, only Soba bowed to the statue and followed me.

"Evil demons and foreign ways will eventually fail to correct the Fa......."

Hearing this familiar voice, I couldn't help but be stunned for a second, and then hurriedly turned back.

At this moment, the stone statue sitting under the Bodhi tree has changed its position, from facing us before, to now turning its back on us.

"Demons can't do the right thing?" I frowned, muttering in a whisper about what I had just heard.

"What's wrong Shi'an?" Chen Qiuyan suddenly asked me, "What are you looking at?" ”

As soon as I heard Chen Qiuyan's voice, my brain buzzed, and the scene in front of me became blurred, but it quickly returned to normal.

Merely...... The Buddha statue still faces us....... And Chen Qiuyan and Soba didn't seem to hear what they were talking just now.......

Just as I began to wonder if I was hallucinating, the Devil opened his mouth coldly and whispered in a voice that only I could hear.

"I heard that, too."