Chapter 298: Can a Zen Master Win the Four Poor Paths? (Page 1/1)

With Yu Tianlai's call, the Hongyan Sword that was far away in Qiantang County's Zhongtai Xuanguan behind the body jumped out of the sheath with a clang, leaving a sound of explosion that shocked the air in place, and then turned into a white light wrapped in red thread and broke through the air, and flew to Yu Tianlai's side in a few breaths.

"Good sword!" Fahai saw the red-faced sword that seemed to fly from the sky and stopped in front of Yu Tianlai, blurted out an exclamation, and slowly stood up from his seat, and recited a Buddha call with his palms together, "Nan Wu Amitabha!"

Accompanied by the Buddha's horn echoing endlessly in the mountains like Hong Zhong Dalu, a golden pillar of light descended from the sky and shrouded Fahai's figure. After a few breaths, the golden light dissipated, and Fahai was already wearing a Pilu hat, wearing a big red robe, holding a nine-ring tin staff and a purple gold bowl in both hands, and the treasure was solemn like a god and Buddha descending into the world.

"Hanwen stay away to avoid being attacked by the pond fish!" Yu Tianlai stretched out his hand to caress the Hongyan Sword suspended in front of him, and issued a warning to Xu Xian in his mouth.

"Oh, yes......" Xu Xian really didn't know why the old monk who was still kind and pleasant and his master was tense in the blink of an eye, and the cause was still on himself. Hearing the master's warning, he hurriedly agreed to stay away.

Yu Tianlai and Fahai were originally separated by a few steps to confront each other, and they did not see the two of them move, but the distance between them gradually widened to more than 100 steps away, and at the same time, the tables, stools, and tea sets that Yu Tianlai changed out to entertain Fahai all collapsed and shattered silently, which seemed to symbolize the end of the peaceful situation between the two and officially turned into a hostile relationship.

An incomparably strange wave spread out from the center of the two people's bodies, enveloping the space within a radius of several miles.

Xu Xian, who was in this space, had an extremely strange feeling, as if everything around him was separated from the distant scene and became two worlds that did not interfere with each other, and even the speed of time passing in the two worlds was different. The best proof of this is that although the singing voices of the tea picking women in the distance can still reach their ears, they have become several times slower, and the original gentle and melodious singing has become extremely strange.

He had limited knowledge, so he naturally didn't know that all of this was because the two powerful people of the Yuan God level who were facing each other over there had sealed this space with supreme mana, making it isolated from the outside world and becoming an independent world, so as not to make the movement too big and shocking the world when they fought later.

Yu Tianlai's palm that gently stroked the cold sword body fell on the hilt of the sword and held it gently, and the person and the sword were connected by qi and machine: "There is a way of swordsmanship in the poor road, which is divided into four types according to the phase of earth, water, fire and wind, and the Zen master should be careful." ”

With that, he casually held the Hongyan Sword in his hand and held a flashy sword flower, and then pointed the tip of the sword obliquely to the ground.

Endless earthy yellow mist emerges from the ground, and if you can magnify this fog thousands of times and observe it, you will find that this fog is actually composed of countless extremely faint earthy yellow crystal particles. These particles are all made of the essence of the earth extracted from the earth by Yu Tianlai, although they are so small that they are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but each one is a thousand pounds. This mist, which was completely formed by the essence of the earth, carried the power of the mountain, and squeezed towards the Fahai in the middle from all directions.

Fahai slammed the tin staff in his right hand on the ground, and the nine copper rings on the head of the staff made a loud noise. A five-clawed flying dragon carved from the alder staff suddenly came to life, flew out of the staff, circled in the air for three turns, and turned into a behemoth with a length of 100 feet and green scales.

The green dragon transformed by the spirit of the Oriental Armor Wood raised its head and let out a low roar full of endless coercion, spitting out a puff of blue light towards the ground. The green and blue brilliance containing the power of endless armor and wood sank into the ground, and immediately suppressed the power of the leylines inspired by Yu Tianlai with the word "earth" sword technique.

The power of the leylines was suppressed, and the mist turned into a source of water and a tree without roots on the surface of the earth, Fahai gently flicked his robe, sending out a gentle but unfathomable wind, blowing away all the mist around him.

Yu Tianlai's face was solemn, and the red-faced sword in his hand turned, and he pointed diagonally upwards into the sky.

A red, white, and blue flame appeared in the air from the outside to the inside, rapidly expanding or forming a three-color fire cloud with a radius of dozens of acres, shrouding towards the green dragon that was still circling and flying and the Fahai standing on the ground.

Seeing that the other party released the "Samadhi True Fire" that the Taoist claimed to have nothing to burn and nothing to refine, Fahai did not dare to slack off, and first collected the natural fire genus known Jiamu Qinglong, and threw the purple gold bowl that was only the size of a fist in his left hand.

The bowl spun in the air, and the mouth of the bowl gave birth to an incomparably terrifying suction like a black hole. The three-colored fire clouds that fell in the air were pulled into a funnel-like shape with thick tops and sharp bottoms, and they were all contained in the bowl in an instant.

Fahai did not take back the bowl, his left palm was on his chest, and he bowed slightly to Yu Tianlai and said: "Yu Dao's long cultivation has been superb, so why should he be contaminated with the red dust of the world." The old man had the courage to ask the Taoist master to retreat and practice for 20 years. ”

After that, the bowl in the air flipped over, and the bowl fell downward towards the top of Yu Tianlai's head.

It turned out that the target of this old monk was not Bai Suzhen's long-cherished enmity but Xu Xian, and Poor Dao was also included in the attack because he had something to do with Xu Xian, which might change the trajectory of his life. ”

Feeling the stronger and stronger suction force coming from the mouth of the bowl as the bowl fell, Yu Tianlai suddenly had enlightenment in his heart, but at the same time he had more doubts, I don't know what is special about Xu Xian, this kid, is worth the trouble of Fahai, a Buddhist monk.

"The saying of 'boundless mana, sea cracking and landslide' really lives up to its name. Poor Dao thinks that he is invincible to the Zen master. Yu Tianlai slowly raised his red-faced sword and pointed at the other party, "But the poor Dao wants to know, if the Zen master wins one poor Dao, can he win over four!"

A bright moon, like a real and illusory wheel of light, rose from the back of his head, shooting out a hazy pillar of light enveloping Yu Tianlai's body.

The figure of Yu Tianlai in the pillar of light was blurred for a while, and then it was divided into two, and the two were divided into four, turning into four identical Yu Tianlai standing with a sword.

Fahai's complexion changed sharply, and with his cultivation and induction, he could be sure that the other party was not using any doppelganger technique, and the four Yu Tianlai, together with the qi of the long sword in their hands, were exactly the same, and there was no difference between the primary and secondary true illusions, that is, he was facing four real Yu Tianlai at the moment.

The four Yu Tianlai wielded the Hongyan Sword in their hands when they used it to evolve a style of swordsmanship, respectively evolving the thick, cold, blazing, light and spiritual true meaning of the four phases of earth, water, fire and wind, and finally the four swords stabbed at the same time to the middle point, inspiring a gray chaotic sword qi to rise into the sky, piercing straight into the mouth of the purple gold bowl.

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