As one of the only two behemoths in the world of the human race, many historical records of Buddhism have been annihilated in the vast river of time.

The supreme eighteen Arhats of Buddhism are one of them.

According to word of mouth, there are 18 arhats in Buddhism who will always reside in the world and uphold the Dharma, and they are all disciples of a leader of Buddhism, who are the orthodoxy of Buddhism to manifest themselves in the world and promote Buddhism.

Among them, the first Arhat, named Bindu Luo Baluo Fallen Pavilion Venerable, the records of the human race about it, most of them are Bintou Lu Venerable, or sitting deer Arhat.

This arhat, who is rumored to be a perennial game in the world and quite childish, has some unexpected detailed records in Qingshan's classics about Buddhism.

Sitting on the deer Arhat, taking the white deer to travel to the world, the law is said not to move, and the sound of the law is magnificent, like a lion's roar.

The ancient dossier handed down from generation to generation in Aoyama is more like someone who has seen these Arhat sayings with their own eyes, and has left a few words of record about it, rather than speculation.

When Fang Chen was in Humble Peak to comprehend the Sword Sutra, Xu Xin had asked him to deliberately take some time out to read the dossier of the Qingshan Sword Pavilion, so that the young man from the Broken Alley could understand the most peak cultivation force in the human race as early as possible.

When he first glimpsed the records of Buddhism about the Eighteen Arhats, the young man took it for granted that these legends were all fabricated by Buddhism and were lies fabricated to win over the hearts of the people in the world.

Those eighteen Arhats and even more Buddhist leaders above them, in the legends of the human race, the realm and even the strength can be described as supreme, those things that only exist in books, give these Buddhist heirlooms unimaginable great power, not the human race in the world of cultivation can be reached.

But when Uncle Qingshan climbed this ladder and saw the arhat and deer condensed by starlight, there was finally an inevitable moment of trance in his eyes.

It is not known where the legend of Arhat came from, but there has always been a trustworthy quality within Buddhism, so this phantom shadow that appears on the ladder must only be the imprint left by the predecessors of Nalanda Temple.

The sitting deer Arhat, who is known as the first lion roar in Buddhism, is very likely to be a person.

But they are not on earth, but in heaven.

Uncle Qingshan raised his head slightly, then withdrew his gaze from the starlight, and instead glanced around.

After the figure of the sitting deer Arhat was completely solidified, the ladders on both sides of the entire stone platform suddenly disconnected, completely turning this square stone platform into a Shura field with no way out.

Seeing this, Fang Chen frowned slightly, and then tentatively summoned a few sword weapons in the sword cultivation glove, until the few sword weapons that were originally connected to the swordsman's mind at all times were unmoved, just like after completely losing contact with Fang Chen, Junior Uncle Qingshan nodded a little abruptly.

Before entering the ladder of heaven, the Buddha once said that the trials in this ladder to heaven must completely rely on oneself and not rely on external objects, but it was not until this moment that the young swordsman completely understood that even if the sword weapon is almost equivalent to the way of one's own body for sword cultivation, but because the rank of the sword weapon such as Shen Yuan is too high, it is also a foreign object that cannot be used at this moment.

Therefore, the weapon rack will appear on the stone platform, providing the trainers with a suitable blade.

Fang Chen stepped forward and pulled out a shining sword weapon from the weapon rack on Fang's side.

Then he raised his sword at the Buddha.

What about the Buddhist Arhats, who were dominant thousands of years ago, and now it is no longer the era of waiting.

So, the sword moved.

On the stone platform, the golden light is magnificent.

The imprint of the Arhat left by Nalanda Temple in this heavenly ladder seems to have only a certain fighting instinct, not a true human-like intellect.

Therefore, the statue of the Buddha condensed by starlight stroked the antlers of the white deer at his side with one hand, until the challenger in front of him gave the signal to fight, and then stopped the monotonous action of repeating and waiting.

At the moment when the sword chant sounded in the young swordsman's hand, the Buddha light on the side of the sitting deer Arhat moved, and the originally agile white deer gradually disappeared, turning into a white light wrapped around the Arhat's waist.

It was also at this moment that the Arhat took the first step, and then it was just the moment when Fang Chen's eyes lifted his foot and landed, the figure of the Arhat had already appeared in front of Uncle Qingshan, his right hand was raised, and the dense Sanskrit characters in his palm appeared, and he was sent towards the swordsman.

Fast!

This Arhat's shot is too fast!

The strength of the examiners in the Heavenly Ladder was indeed as Fang Chen thought in his heart, maintaining the same realm as the cultivators.

But the realm is the same, and those supernatural powers that remain in the imprint of Arhats, and even the use of Dao rhyme, are far beyond this level.

Even if Fang Chen, who stepped into the third layer of the Nine Realms after the Baishan Imperial Mausoleum and his party, already belonged to the sequence of the strongest young generation in the Terran world at that time, but at this moment, judging from the speed of the first move, it was still far from the master who had a reputation in the Terran world thousands of years ago.

Fortunately, the cultivation of the deer arhat is only nine realms at the moment.

The moment the Buddha's palm slapped it, Fang Chen did not retreat, but relied on the tossing and turning in his mind, did countless sword drawing movements, and subconsciously raised his right arm.

So in the swordsman's hand, the long sword wrapped in Dao Dao stars collided abruptly with the right palm of the Arhat who looked like a golden light.

A galaxy fell in front of the two of them.

The sword aura overflowed.

Killer heyday.

With the strong blessing of the Kendo Triple Building, Uncle Qingshan did not fall under this blow.

The constraints of the Heavenly Ladder of Nalanda Temple on the Arhat Realm made the Qingshan Little Uncle, who had a complete killing path and a sword path that was about to take shape, was no longer under the Arhats of the Nine Realms in the cultivation of the majestic part alone.

The arhat did not finish his palm, and then the second palm was slapped.

Fang Chen, who was familiar with sword wielding, obviously wouldn't be so easy to hit.

The young swordsman's right hand was slightly offset, and his left hand took advantage of the momentum to rise and press on the front of the sword, and a sword weapon lay across his chest, obliquely blocking the Buddha's two Buddha palms.

His hands were stopped, almost only between breaths, but he did not rush to lift his feet.

Buddhism has been inherited in the West for many years, and the Buddhism created by the monks of the past dynasties is almost innumerable, and without exception, all the monks who really stand at the peak of Buddhism have the golden body of Buddhism cast by the power of faith.

can be revered as an Arhat by Buddhism, and the sitting deer is obviously among them.

Although Fang Chen rarely fought with the Buddha of the Western Soil, Qingshan's records about Buddhism often have predecessors who say that the strength of the golden body of Buddhism cannot be broken unless the great sword is cultivated.

Therefore, when the disciples of Buddhism are fighting with outsiders, they do not like to hold swords, but are good at hand-to-hand combat, or use Buddhism to suppress the enemy.

In the case of the two palms first, the arhat did not continue to fight, obviously to change the killing method.

So, under Fang Chen's gaze, the waist and abdomen of the sitting deer arhat suddenly closed, and the figure condensed by starlight was even thinner than the naked eye, and then at the moment when the young swordsman didn't have time to react, his eyes widened angrily, and he roared angrily.