Section 4: The Barren Gobi (2) (Part 1)
When the sun rose in the east, the West Desert ushered in a new day again, and after a night's rest to drive away the fatigue in his body, Zhao Feng embarked on the journey again.
"The thin aura of the Western Desert can't restore the true qi in the body to its peak state at all, how can a Buddha cultivator keep the true qi in the body in the best state at all times," Zhao Feng thought as he walked.
Although after a night's rest, the true qi in the body only barely supported the normal absorption of the true qi lotus seeds, and could not be restored to the state before entering the Western Desert.
It is really difficult to enter a higher realm without Buddhist practice, and basically all Buddhist cultivators in the Western Desert go out to Dalin Temple.
During the day, the Gobi was filled with dry and hot temperatures, and in an environment like the Western Desert, ordinary cultivators had no way to cultivate.
Walking all the way and feeling all the way, although you can understand the artistic conception of Buddhism from the relics of the ancient Buddha of Qianming and step into the ranks of Buddhist cultivators, after all, there is no way to impact the cave without practicing exercises.
"The dominance of Buddhism in the Western Desert is stronger than that of the Qingtian Divine Sect, and all the most important Buddhist exercises are controlled in Dalin Temple," Zhao Feng thought in his mind.
I don't know it, and I didn't even pay attention to the few people who appeared in front of me.
The figure in front of him stood there like a sculpture, just like the corpse that Zhao Feng had seen a few days ago.
Zhao Feng raised his head, squinted slightly under the bright sun, looked at the figures that appeared in front of him, and was vigilant in his heart, because he felt the breath of life from those figures, which meant that those people were still alive.
When Zhao Feng walked in, he saw clearly that those people were sitting on a stone pier, and they were using a special method to absorb the thin aura in heaven and earth.
The person sitting on the stone pier closed his eyes and let Zhao Feng pass by him.
It's just that Zhao Feng just passed by someone, so he directly pulled out the wooden sword on his waist and stabbed it.
Immediately, the person on the stone pier opened his eyes and collided directly with the wooden sword with one palm, without any earth-shattering sound, and the Buddha cultivator flew out directly, and then fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
In addition, the four people on the stone pier reacted and directly attacked Zhao Feng's back, and Zhao Feng used the wooden sword to shoot the person away first, and there was no way to turn back and block the attack of the other four.
Immediately, his feet were on the ground, and he jumped directly out of the range of the four people's attacks, and then turned around in the air, and used the wooden sword in his hand to point out several sword lights in a row.
It's just that at this time, because of the true qi in the body and the surrounding aura, the sword light is not as powerful as in the Qianming Temple.
But this also made those few cultivators dare not greet them, and directly withdrew their hands and moved up to avoid those few sword lights.
"Your Excellency, what do you mean?" asked one of the four cultivators, who had reached the Cave Mystery Realm.
"Buddhism has always been so hypocritical," Zhao Feng said.
When the Buddha cultivator heard this, he didn't make a sound and made a direct move, since he was known, why pretended again, and at the same time, the other three Buddha cultivators of the Innate Realm also followed.
The four of them didn't leave any spare strength, and directly broke out their strongest cultivation for the palm before the palm wind reached Zhao Feng's body, Zhao Feng's footsteps lightly avoided the four people's palm wind, and then he took out his sword.
Zhao Feng shot the innate cultivation and broke out and directly fought with the four Buddha cultivators, even if he only used the innate realm to face one Dong Xuan and three innate realm cultivators now, he did not fall behind.
The battle continued without any strong impact and sound, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura did not appear to be frenzied, but the battle was still extremely fierce.
In the battle, both Zhao Feng and the four Buddha cultivators were extremely shocked by the strength of the other party, Zhao Feng was shocked by the physical strength of the Buddha cultivators, although the innate realm and wooden sword he used, but the sword skills were indeed in the martial realm, but in this way, he still did not leave any scars on the opponent's body.
And what the four Buddha cultivators were shocked by the other party's mysterious footwork and strong sword skills.
Zhao Feng retreated, and then a sword accompanied by a huge sword light fell into the air, and one of the four Buddha cultivators was directly avoided without being in a hurry, and then flew out upside down. And the sword light also formed a crack in the Gobi, and the other three Buddha cultivators gasped as they looked at the Buddha cultivator who had already fallen to the ground and vomited blood.
One of the Buddha cultivators turned his head and looked at Zhao Feng with fear in his eyes, and finally gritted his teeth and shot at Zhao Feng again, while the other two Buddha cultivators also made a move.
Zhao Feng's pupils shrank, and he felt that the true qi in his body had bottomed out, and then stepped on the martial steps and retreated to dodge the attacks of the three Buddha cultivators, while absorbing the thin spiritual energy in heaven and earth.
In the process of dodging, Zhao Feng was hit by a Buddha cultivator, and his body suddenly flew out as if he had been hit by steel, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, the other two Buddha cultivators were willing to let go of this good opportunity, and took a few steps to keep up with Zhao Feng, who flew out, and shot directly.
Zhao Feng saw that the two Buddha cultivators were not good at close range, so he used the wooden sword to dodge the attack of the two Buddha cultivators, and then turned around and stabbed the body of a Buddha cultivator directly with a wooden sword.
The cultivator who was hit by the wooden sword suddenly fell down slowly as if he had been struck by lightning, while the other cultivator directly hit Zhao Feng in the back.
Zhao Feng couldn't dodge this time and was hit directly, and then flew out again, crashing into a dilapidated stone wall, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
It's just that another cultivator of the Cave Xuan Realm didn't intend to give Zhao Feng a chance to breathe, and jumped directly in front of Zhao Feng to shoot again, Zhao Feng forcibly lucked the true qi in his body and stabbed directly at the cultivator of the Cave Xuan Realm, and then stabbed the other cultivator who drove out again.
After the palm of the cultivator of the Cave Xuan Realm collided with Zhao Feng's wooden sword, his body flew out upside down and passed out on the ground, while the other Buddha cultivator didn't expect Zhao Feng to react like this at all, and he was hit in the chest by the wooden sword without the slightest defense, and then flew out upside down and fell unconscious on the ground.
Zhao Feng dragged his injured body and the only remaining True Qi to fight, and then looked around, all of the five cultivators except for the one in the Cave Xuan Realm were dead.
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When Aoba walked to the place where Zhao Feng was fighting with the five Buddha cultivators, Zhao Feng had already left.
Aoba walked up to the unconscious Buddha cultivator, and a true qi directly entered the body of the Buddha cultivator.
The cultivator of the Cave Mystery Realm slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Aoba, he was first excited, and then slowly calmed down, and put his hands together.
"Buddha, we didn't stop him," the Buddha cultivator said.
Aoba didn't say anything and looked up to the west.
The Buddha cultivator, who fell to the ground, suddenly vomited blood from his mouth and then fell unconscious again.
"It's unexpected, but this is the beginning," Aoba said as he examined the fainting cultivator.
The Buddha cultivator was fine, but the Buddha was broken and could no longer practice.
Aoba put the Buddha cultivator in a dilapidated stone house and left, continuing to walk towards the west without hurry, following Zhao Feng's footsteps.