Chapter 44: The Ancient Stone Henge of the First Thousand Years
In the face of Yun Anping's thunderous blow with all his might! Monk Zhixu also had a solemn face, put his hands together and pushed forward! A golden curtain of light instantly appeared in front of him.
Yun Anping slammed his fist on the light curtain. The golden light curtain flickered only slightly. But Yun Anping's body was shocked by the force of the backlash and flew back more than a dozen steps. barely stood firm, but his face was pale. One right hand was shaken to the core. If it weren't for the innate aura and Buddhist relics that had been used to refine the muscles and bones, I am afraid that the hand bones would have been broken at this time.
But in fact, Yun Anping's impact was also much greater than the monk Zhixu expected. He folded his hands and exhorted:
"What's so hard about this? The donor has a relationship with the Buddha. In this place, I have comprehended the supreme secret method of my Buddhist family. I should stay in my Buddha Gate and comprehend the secret method. ”
"Hehe, stay here? Do you want to stay here for 10 years or 20 years? I'm afraid that you won't be able to leave if you keep it, right?"
Yun Anping smiled. Gritted his teeth and rushed towards the old monk again and launched an attack.
The definition of the realm of Taoist cultivation is completely different from that of Buddhism. After all, the cultivation systems of the two sects are completely different. Just like the symphony and Kunqu opera. There is no comparison.
Yun Anping's current cultivation is only in the middle stage of Qi cultivation. However, because he has the blessings of innate true qi and Buddhist relics. Therefore, the strength and speed of his body were far beyond that of ordinary cultivators. And the power of his divine consciousness was even more incomparable to a cultivator at the late stage of Qi cultivation or at the peak.
But in fact, the wisdom monk he faced was even more unfathomable. If it is reluctantly divided by the realm of Taoism, I am afraid that the strength of this monk is already above the foundation building. In the face of Yun Anping's onslaught, the old monk only defended but did not attack. But his defense is like an impregnable wall, and it is not leaky.
Under the moonlight. I saw that Yun Anping's attack was like a raging storm. But there was no way to break through the golden light curtain laid in front of Monk Zhixu.
The two are just fighting with their bare hands, though. Every time Yun Anping attacked on the light curtain, the sound of gold and iron clashing kept ringing. And within twenty or thirty meters of the two fighting, the bluestone slab under their feet was even more affected by the aftermath of the two's true qi, shaking out a circle of dense cracks.
After a while, Yun Anping's face turned pale, and every inch of bone in his body felt tingling. His hands trembled even more from the shock. The innate true qi in his body had also been consumed a lot, but his gaze was still resolute. Although the difference in strength between the two sides is huge. But he is a generation of Tianjiao: Zhuge Wolong. How can you be trapped in a small temple? The true qi of the whole body flowed wildly, preparing to adjust the qi and attack again.
"Since the donor is so obsessed and unrepentant. This is also a quiet place for Buddhism, so leave you in this stele forest first. Let's reflect on it!"
The monk Zhixu's face sank like water, and he shouted! His hands were sealed, and he suddenly launched a violent push forward.
I saw that the golden light curtain in front of him suddenly rotated and stirred! It was like a whirlpool, but instead of sucking Yun Anping in, it was blowing his body directly away!
Boom!
Yun Anping's body was directly pushed back into the stone tablet forest by the terrifying vortex force. Fell heavily to the ground.
Yun Anping endured the severe pain and reluctantly stood up, his face flushed. But a sense of danger suddenly hits!
Dozens of bamboo leaves suddenly flew down in front of him, each of which was like a sharp flying knife! Yun Anping hurriedly twisted his body and flashed to the side. Although Yun Anping's reaction was already extremely fast. But in the next second, there were still seven or eight more blood marks on his body.
Just dodged the attack of the flying bamboo leaves. A stone monument in front of him suddenly moved. Towards Yun Anping, he shot head-on.
Yun Anping had no time to dodge. Reluctantly raised his hands to protect his chest.
Yun Anping's body was hit again and quickly retreated. Blood spurted from his mouth. Before he could stand firmly, seven or eight stone tablets in the stele forest moved at the same time, striking at him again!
Formation!
This entire stele forest actually hides a formation!
Yun Anping raised his foot and pointed at one of the stone tablets that struck. Take a sharp breath and rise into the sky like a big bird.
Right now!
Seven or eight green bamboos, thousands of bamboo leaves. Towards Yun Anping, it struck head-on. The swept green bamboo is more than a thousand pounds. The bamboo leaves in the sky are as sharp as knives and cut with strong winds.
Overhead is a dense attack of bamboo leaves. Like a rain of arrows. The dozens of stone monuments under his feet turned and slapped wildly.
Dragnet!
"What a phantom array!"
Yun Anping's body was in mid-air, and he already had a realization in his heart. The eyes are as clear as water. Snorted coldly.
"My heart doesn't move, even if it's all over the place. Still not a leaf sticks to the body. ”
Yunnan has regained clarity in his heart. The power of the relics of the Buddha in the body flows. With his "heart", he looked at everything in front of him coldly, and his body slowly fell to the ground.
After landing, Yun Anping's expression was solemn. Whether it's a bamboo forest or a stone monument, all the attacks come from illusions, but the formation under your feet is a real existence.
Monk Zhixu watched Yun Anping's every move coldly outside the formation. With the strength of an old monk. It wasn't difficult to kill Yun Anping, but he had his own calculations in his heart. But Yun Anping's strength, especially his tenacity, was also beyond the expectations of the old monk, so he chose to force Yun Anping into the stone tablet array.
Of course, Monk Zhixu knew that Yun Anping had comprehended the essence of Buddhism of "clear heart and thoughts". Knowing that the hallucinations in the array were not enough to kill him. But. This formation has existed in Tsz Yun Temple for thousands of years. It's incomparable. Therefore, the old monk has enough confidence to trap Yun Anping for 3, 5, or 7 days, and when the time comes, let alone resist, I am afraid that he will not even be able to stand up.
But half an hour later. Monk Zhixu originally had a look of surprise on his face. Because he saw Yun Anping in the formation, his eyes were sometimes solemn, sometimes thoughtful, and more often he showed a look of gain. The eyes sparkled. And his people are constantly walking around in the stone formation. At first, it seemed like it was just an unintentional movement. The further you go, the faster you go, and it seems to have some kind of deep meaning.
"Hehe, a mere phantom array can't trap me. ”
Yun Anping's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the corners of his mouth smiled. Stepping on the mystical steps. Constantly moving around the formation. Because in his heart, he had gradually sketched the outline of this Buddhist phantom array. Have an ace up one's sleeve!
When Monk Zhixu heard Yun Anping's words, his face changed again. But calm soon returned.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could the thousand-year-old ancient array be that you, an ordinary cultivator, could break it in half an hour!"
But Yun Anping, who was in the array, suddenly stopped and sat down cross-legged. Silent Yun Xuangong replenished the true qi that had been lost a lot of time from the fight with the old monk just now.
An hour later, Yun Anping opened his eyes, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. Hands fluttered rapidly in the air. Fingertips draw five mystical characters in the void with innate aura. Then there were words in his mouth, and five characters that exuded a faint white brilliance actually swirled in the air.
Yun Anping snorted in his mouth:
"Go!"
The five spirit runes that swirled in the air immediately flew towards one of the stone tablets.
"Break the formation with a formation?"
The Zhixu monk outside the formation was taken aback.