When Fashan noticed that a stick was smashing towards his head, his fierce figure suddenly stopped at the door, and he subconsciously raised his hand to grab it.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he remembered that the golden body Dharma Xiang was not in his body at this time because he needed to be worshipped.

Without the blessing of the golden body, with his physical body, the mortal fetus would not be able to resist the magic weapon at all.

At the moment of his hesitation, the head of the golden hoop with a cloud pattern swept in front of him.

"This stick?"

After seeing this incomparably familiar stick, Fa Shan's eyes widened violently.

Not long ago, when Monk Jueyun told him that Zhang Qianren was very likely to know the whereabouts of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, he also turned out the divine weapon spectrum of the Tianji Pavilion and looked at the description of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick again.

For this innate treasure that topped the list of divine weapons, although his eyes had been hot for a long time, he had no chance to see it.

He also sighed secretly for a long time because of this, hating himself for not being blessed enough.

I didn't expect to see this treasure at this time.

In an instant, he immediately understood why the Ethereal Sect was destroyed by the Dayu Imperial Court, and why he Zhang Qianren was injured and extremely depressed.

"It turns out that this treasure is in your hands!"

Fa Shan's eyes were stunned, and at the same time he took a step back, avoiding another round of sweeps from the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick.

At this time, Monk Jueyun finally arrived at the door.

Because the wooden door had been smashed, when he came to the door, he saw Zhang Qianren holding a ruyi golden hoop stick, wearing a tattered black robe, and a gloomy face.

Like Fashan, he noticed the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod at a glance.

When Zhang Qianren saw another person coming, he couldn't help but clench the Ruyi Golden Hoop stick in his hand, his eyes gradually narrowed, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

When the situation suddenly became tense, the atmosphere also became dull.

For a while, none of the three of them dared to take the lead.

Jueyun glanced greedily at the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, and then glanced at the Fashan Buddha beside him without revealing a trace, and secretly thought about it in his heart.

"Fashan is the Buddha who came out of the Pushan Zen Academy, whether it is the magic of Buddhism, or their own cultivation, they are above me and Zhang Qianren, if I want to get this treasure, I have to let them eat dogs!"

"Only if they both lose will I have a chance to get this treasure!"

"As long as the treasure is in hand, the world is so big, where can't you go?"

"It's just that Zhang Qianren is only in the foundation building period, even if he has a treasure, he is difficult to defeat the Fa Shan of the Yuan Infant Stage...... The old monk had to think of a way to let Fashan suffer a little injury first. ”

Just when he was thinking about this and was about to take a step back and stay out of the matter, Fa Shan had already looked at him sideways with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Master Jueyun, Deacon Zhang was carried back by you, and now that he has exposed his demonic nature, it is naturally up to you to practice the method of subduing demons!" ”

Jueyun was immediately disturbed by these words, and subconsciously was stunned, blinking his eyes blankly.

Fa Shan took the opportunity to take a step back, and folded his hands with compassion on his face and said: "Master don't worry, the little monk will be on your side to sweep the formation, and never let the demon escape!" ”

Jueyun finally reacted after hearing this.

He took a deep look at Fa Shan, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he cursed secretly in his heart.

"The Pushan Zen Monastery is one of the holy places, how can the Buddha who has been cultivated have such a dirty mind?"

"You don't go to the front of the overhaul, but let me, a crippled old man, fight with him?"

As soon as he thought of this, he nodded with a smile on his face, seemingly agreeing, but said in a calm voice: "Having said that, the old monk has not recovered since the catastrophe of the year, and now he ...... Although the old monk had the idea of subduing demons, his body did not allow it. ”

"The Buddha has always had a bodhisattva's heart, and there are Vajra methods, the old monk is still in the side, and it is better to learn the Buddha's methods of subduing demons!"

Fa Shan shook his head when he heard this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said with a simple gaze: "The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Only by experiencing the crisis of life and death can we fully understand the true meaning of the Dharma. ”

"The master's cultivation has not yet recovered, and the cause is not in the body, but in the heart. You only want to stay out of the devil, and when you encounter illness, you naturally only want to retreat, you just want to carry, you only want to use external forces, how can you get rid of it. ”

"Master, now is the time for you to show my Buddha's fearless spirit, you can't retreat!"

Jueyun's eyes narrowed at these words, and he longed to stab Fa Shan to death with a knife in his heart.

"The words of this little thing are really sharp, it is worthy of the Buddha from the Holy Land, and the great truth is one after another!"

After Fashan finished saying this, he folded his hands and recited a Buddha name, and said, "The little monk will retreat to the side precisely because he sees the cause of the master's illness." ”

Both of them thought that Zhang Qianren had become a turtle in the urn, and their survival was in their thoughts, but neither of them was willing to be the first to test the power of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick.

Not far away, Zhang Qianren, who was leaning against the golden Buddha statue and holding a wishful golden hoop stick, was secretly looking for an opportunity while watching them arguing about the Dharma at the door.

"Although it has long been revealed on the divine weapon spectrum that this treasure can be as big as a heart and change at will, it also shows that the spirituality of this treasure has been lost."

"When I fought with those banner masters of the Demon Suppression Division before, judging from their reactions, it is very likely that they thought that the size was as big as their hearts, and the random change was the power that this supreme treasure only had after recovering its spirituality."

"It's very likely that these two bald donkeys think the same way, but people's hearts are unpredictable, and the old man still has to confuse them first!"

"In this way, even if they think that this Arcana has the power to change in size and size, seeing that the old man has not used it for a long time, they will feel that these abilities will only appear after the Arcana has restored its spiritual power."

Just when he thought of this, Jueyun could only take a step forward with a black face because he couldn't argue with the law, put his hands together and said: "Deacon Zhang, you are not in a good mood, and now you have become enchanted because of this treasure. ”

"It's better for you to put this treasure in the temple, and let the old monk get rid of your demons first."

"When the demons are gone, the old monk will return the treasure to you."

"The monks have long been empty, and although the treasure is good, it will not make us greedy."

After Zhang Qianren saw his shameless appearance, he couldn't help but laugh a few times.

Immediately afterwards, he raised the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick with one hand, pointed directly at Jueyun, and said coldly: "Into the demon? Jueyun, you can only coax yourself with this statement, where is the difference between good and evil in the world? It's just a matter of which is stronger and which is weaker. ”

"When the old man comes to kill your Buddha with a stick and establish himself as a Buddha, there will also be a bunch of believers who will study the Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures written by the old man randomly, and then raise the old man as an ancestor!"

Jueyun shook his head and sighed lightly when he heard this, and said with compassion on his face, "Deacon Zhang, you are ......"

As soon as the word 'enter' came out, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the Ruyi golden hoop stick in front of him.

But Zhang Qianren was already tense, and his eyes were locked on the two of them.

As soon as Jueyun reached out his hand, Zhang Qianren shrank the stick back and sneered: "What, if you can't say it, you have to change it?" This is what your Buddha taught you? ”

Seeing this, Jueyun simply didn't do anything, looked at Zhang Qianren coldly, and threatened in a cold voice: "Zhang Qianren, there are Buddhas and old monks here today, if you hand over the treasure, there is still a way to live!" ”

"Otherwise, today next year will be your death day!"

Zhang Qianren sneered and said, "Then wait until you kill the old man, and then come to grab the treasure!" ”

With that, he suddenly swung his stick and smashed it towards Jueyun.

It was only recently that he had been able to communicate with this treasure since he had received the Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod, and he no longer had to use words to command.

And now he has collected the strength of this rod, only the weight of an ordinary iron rod.

Jueyun saw the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick smashing towards him with the sound of whirring wind, his face couldn't help but change, and in his mind, he recalled the content recorded on the Divine Weapon Spectrum in an instant.

At the same time, he instinctively raised the flying sword that had erupted from his mouth earlier.

Immediately, I only heard the sound of a "bell" and the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Jueyun thought to himself that the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick was an innate treasure, and the power of this rod must be unusual.

He was even ready for the flying sword to be smashed, but after the flying sword suffered a blow from the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, not to mention breaking, there was not even a gap.

Suddenly, Jueyun's eyes showed ecstasy.

"It turns out that this baby's spirituality has not been restored!"

After he let out a low sigh, the fear in his heart disappeared, and he immediately took a step back and threw the flying sword, and picked up the sword trick in his hand.

But at this moment, Fa Shan, who was originally talking about sweeping the formation behind him, suddenly reached out and moved his flying sword in his hand.

Jueyun turned his head suddenly, stared at Fashan with tearful eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Buddha, what do you mean by this?" ”

Fashan stretched out his hand and stroked the blade of the sword, and then shrunk the flying sword.

After doing all this, he said with joy on his face: "Congratulations to the master for breaking through the demons in your heart, now that your demons are gone, and you have shown the fearless spirit of my Buddha, how can the little monk let you drag the old and sick body to fight with the devil?" ”

"Please also ask the master to step back and sweep the formation for the little monk!"

After that, without waiting for Jueyun to reply, he stretched out his hand and stopped him behind him.

Immediately afterwards, it was another move against the golden body of the law behind Zhang Qianren.

In the next moment, the three-foot-tall golden Dharma Statue turned into a golden light and seeped into Fa Shan's body.

As Yuan Ying sat in the Purple Mansion again, the surging spiritual power also turned into a warm current running in his meridian dantian in an instant.

Fa Shan felt his body that was strong again, and after reciting a Buddha name with his hands together, he said to Zhang Qianren with a kind face: "Deacon Zhang, you and I are three realms apart, and the treasure in your hand has never recovered your spirituality, so there is no chance of victory at the moment, so why fight with the little monk again?" ”

Zhang Qianren sensed the powerful aura he exuded, and the jealousy on his face became a little stronger.

"If you can fight or not, you have to fight first, if you surrender the old man, this treasure will naturally be yours!"

After he said something in a deep voice, he swung his stick and smashed it at Fashan.

Fashan didn't seem to see the treasure that was smashing at his head, but folded his hands and recited the scriptures.

But when the Ruyi golden hoop stick was about to smash on his head with the sound of whirring wind, a golden Buddha statue suddenly appeared behind him.

Hearing only the crisp sound of "bang", Zhang Qianren was shocked by the force of the rebound and staggered back a few steps, but the golden Buddha stood still, and even the brilliant golden light emitted by it did not fluctuate.

Fa Shan seemed to be unharmed, but there was a look of fear in his lowered eyes.

Although Jueyun whispered that the spiritual power of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick had not recovered, he seemed to believe it or not, coupled with Zhang Qianren's jealous face, but he never handed over the treasure, which made him more vigilant in his heart, for fear that all this was performed by Zhang Qianren.

He didn't seem to be dodging or dodging just now, but he secretly sent Yuan Ying back into the golden body in his body.

If the body is smashed, he will rely on the Yuan Infant to take away Jueyun.

And the fact that Zhang Qianren didn't smash his body protector Buddha light with all his strength immediately made his heart feel a lot easier, and he was also convinced that this supreme treasure had not recovered his spiritual power.

Thinking of these in Fashan's mind, he immediately raised his head and smiled with a cat-and-mouse demeanor: "Deacon Zhang, you have done your best, but I haven't used my spiritual power yet, if you don't hand over the treasure, the little monk won't keep his hands!" ”

Zhang Qianren squinted and took a step back, stood with a stick, and said coldly: "If you have the ability, you will take it!" ”

After Fashan said this, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Since Deacon Zhang is obsessed with this, the little monk has no choice but to offend!" ”

With that, he took a sharp step forward, raising his palm three meters away.

The next moment, the golden-bodied Buddha statue standing behind him, which was only one head taller than him, suddenly raised his palm and grabbed Zhang Qianren with his movements.

The Buddha's hand, which was originally only the size of an ordinary person's palm, became extremely large in the blink of an eye as it was pressed forward.

There was an amazing power in the palm of the palm, and Zhang Qian's eyebrows and heart were beating, and the black robe was flying.

In the blink of an eye, he came to the top of Zhang Qianren's head, as if he was going to crush him into a puddle of flesh, and suddenly slapped down.

All this happened extremely quickly, and when Zhang Qianren reacted, the palm of the Golden Buddha had already come to the top of his head.

In a hurry, he hurriedly erected the Ruyi golden hoop stick, wanting to use the treasure to resist the downward pressure of the palm.

A sneer tugged at the corner of Fashan's mouth, and his palm flipped rapidly.

Suddenly, the golden Buddha palm that had been pressed down immediately stood up, and it slammed towards Zhang Qianren with a slap momentum.

He was extremely fast, and Zhang Qianren didn't have time to react, so he was slapped to the side with a palm, slammed on the wooden bed, and rolled to the ground.

Seeing this, Fa Shan shook his head and said, "Zhang Qianren, the gap between you and me is too big, and the little monk has not done his best so far, so I advise you not to kill yourself." ”

He had the heart to directly step forward and rob him, but he thought that Zhang Qianren would be able to survive from the destruction of the Ethereal Sect and even the pursuit of the Demon Suppression Division, and he would not be able to survive until now, and it would not be only at such a level.

Maybe there is still some ability to press the bottom of the box that has not yet been shown.

And he has become a Buddha in the Holy Land at a young age, and the future is bright.

It would be unwise to take a risk.

While he was thinking about this, Zhang Qianren raised his sleeve to wipe the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, stood up tremblingly, and gasped: "The old man is still the same sentence, if you want the treasure, kill the old man first!" ”

Seeing that he was still obsessed, the last bit of patience in his heart was gone, and he said softly: "In this case, the little monk will send you to see the Buddha!" ”

When the words fell, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped at Zhang Qianren.

The golden-bodied Buddha statue behind him also followed his movements, stretching out his palm and slamming it down.

Zhang Qianren squinted his eyes when he saw this, and secretly said that it was time.

He ignored the golden Buddha's palm on his head, jumped forward suddenly, and held up the Ruyi golden hoop stick and smashed it towards Fashan's head.

Fa Shan looked coldly at the stick that was getting closer and closer to him, and his hands suddenly clasped together.

Suddenly, the two palms of the Golden Buddha also showed a combined momentum, and slapped towards Zhang Qianren.

But when the palms of his hands were about to be closed, the head of the golden hoop stick carrying the huge strength of 135,000 catties also smashed on the top of the golden Buddha's head.

In just a moment, the originally immovable Golden Buddha instantly turned into powder, and even the Yuan Ying who was hiding inside the Golden Buddha was scattered by the huge force in an instant, and the strength of the rod was so strong that Fashan didn't have time to react, so he smashed on the top of his smooth head.

Rumble!

The young and handsome infant monk couldn't even blink an eye, and was smashed into a cloud of blood mist.

The Ruyi golden hoop stick fell unabated, slamming into the ground, smashing the entire mountain peak and shaking it.

Fortunately, Zhang Qianren retracted his strength in time, and as soon as the stick head touched the ground slightly, he was picked up diagonally, from bottom to top, from left to right, and smashed diagonally on Jueyun, who still maintained a sneer on his face.

Monk Jueyun only had time to widen his eyes before he followed in the footsteps of Fashan and turned into a pool of blood mist.

After seeing that both of them were killed by himself in an instant, Zhang Qianren looked down at the treasure in his hand, and his eyes flashed with confusion.

He thought that Fashan couldn't carry the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, but he didn't think that everything was so simple.

Just swing the stick and smash it down.

The body of a primordial infant monk was smashed by a huge force.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that he never seemed to have brought out the power of this supreme treasure.

It seems that the act of bent on restoring the spiritual power of the Arcana is also wrong.

Ever since the abolition of the magic power, he has been living carefully.

In the face of a foundation building period monk in the same realm, even if he had a supreme treasure, he only thought that his skills were not perfect, and he wanted to show weakness to the enemy.

Facing the monks of the Yudan Stage who were two realms higher than him, all he thought about was a sneak attack.

But right now, a Yuanying monk who came out of the holy land was stoned to death by him in an instant, and even the other party didn't even have time to escape.

"Yuan Ying is like this...... So...... What about those formations? Can you resist the full force of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick? ”

"If the old man swings this stick from a hundred zhang away, can even the Yuan Shen be killed with a stick?"

Zhang Qianren looked at the blood slowly spreading at his feet and was stunned.