Taoist Temple of Time and Space

Chapter 410 417. You gave birth to a sword, a real sword, so cheap

"My king, ah..."

Shenlong, who wanted to go on, uttered a scream.There is an extra blade in the back position.Shining brightly in the sunlight.

"You gave birth to a sword?"

Holding the machete, Xu Xian walked over quickly. Yes, he was going to be in charge of delivering the baby again. As the saying goes, he also felt in the fog at the turning point of delivering the baby.

"It turned out to be a sword"

Shenlong obviously breathed a sigh of relief, maybe for it, like the flying tiger, giving birth to an artifact is easier to accept than giving birth to a real offspring.

"It's a sword, Xiaosheng, try to see how hard it is." Xu Xian's familiar hand went over, grabbed the blade of the sword, and pulled it out, but before pulling a foot, it melted like water, which was very strange.

"Why can't I feel the existence of the sword?"

Shenlong twisted its huge head and looked over.

"Hey, it came out again, what a strange sword, could it be a fake?"

Xu Xian, who let go of his hand, was surprised to find that the tip of the sword appeared again, and when he reached out, the blade disappeared immediately.

After repeated several times, Xu Xian figured it out, this thing cannot be touched with hands, it will disappear when touched.

That is to say, if Shenlong is to give birth naturally, others cannot fake it.

Feihu, who watched for a while, wondered, "Is it a real sword or a fake sword?"

Xu Xian, who had a close contact with the sword, said without hesitation: "Real sword"

"It's a real sword, how could it disappear?"

Feihu was still suspicious.

"Xiaosheng doesn't know, anyway, it's a real sword!"

Xu Xian looked serious.

One person and one tiger, such a real sword, the real sword talks endlessly, the Shenlong is a bit unpleasant to hear, there is something stuck behind it, it looks very embarrassing, two guys, you say, I say, real sword, really mean , I don’t know if I’m beating around the bush and scolding it.

"It's not a real sword, it's a fake sword. Pull it out as soon as possible. We wait for the Eighteen Arhats. What a serious matter. If you are manipulated by your supernatural powers, how decent it is, how dignified it is!"

The Fuhu Arhat who stepped aside had a dark face.

"Xiaosheng try again"

Xu Xian tried a few more times but failed, so he had to give up.

After that, the two sides fought a few more times, and several Arhat's mounts were attacked one after another.

"Forget it, the poor monk will send you out."

In the end, Fuhu Arhat reluctantly let Xu Xian leave the eighteen arhat formation, so as not to cause more animals to become pregnant.

The next day, early in the morning, on one side were Chu Feng and Xu Xian, both of whom looked like young people, and on the other side were eighteen arhats, with various shapes, some old and young, some handsome and some ugly.

"Eighteen Arhats, your formation, disciples of the poor way, has already broken through. Next, it is up to you to break into the Jiuqu Yellow River formation of the poor way. As long as one person leaves the big formation, the poor way will let everyone out, and will never break his promise. "

Chu Feng said confidently.

The Nine-Twisting Yellow River Formation imitated the ancient Great Formation, and it also had the God-defying artifact Hunyuan Golden Dou, which was more than enough to deal with a few golden-bodied arhats who were not even Bodhisattvas.

Eighteen arhats, headed by Jigong and Fuhu, the two looked at each other, and Fuhu, who was hot-tempered, was very polite to Jigong.

"Venerable Dragon Subduing, please."

Jigong was not hypocritical, he proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said seriously: "Kashyapa Bodhisattva is in the formation, if you don't go to the formation to rescue, why are 18 of us here? However, the Jiuqu Yellow River formation originated from ancient times, and its power Horrible, one careless move, many generations of practice will be in vain, if there is someone who is unwilling to go in, the poor monk will never force it."

Except for the crouching tiger Arhat who didn't respond, seven of the other 16 people showed strange expressions. Everyone is selfish, and the immortal Buddha is no exception. messy people.

Whether it's worth it or not is a question worth considering.

Jigong was obviously aware of this too, sighed lightly, and did not speak.

After about a quarter of an hour, considering that Kassapa was the great disciple of the Buddha and most of the people were willing to join the battle, the seven of them negotiated and decided that they were willing to enter the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation to save people.

With unanimous opinions, Jigong formally said to Chu Feng: "18 of us will advance and retreat together, please ask the Taoist priest to open the big formation."

Chu Feng waved his right hand lightly, and a vague portal appeared in midair.

Led by Jigong and Fuhu Luohan, 18 people entered the battle one after another.

"You stay here, and you will meet them when you enter the battle"

Chu Feng's body flashed and disappeared.

It reappeared in front of the same palace as before.In the distance, Jigong sat cross-legged on the ground, like a clay sculpture, resisting various forces from the world of formations that weakened the immortals and Buddhas.

"look at others"

Chu Feng looked around and found that the Arhats who were isolated in the other seventeen spaces, except for the Fuhu Arhat who went forward bravely, the rest of the people advanced very slowly, and several of them simply sat cross-legged like Jigong.

"As expected of a person who often practices formations, he knows that to survive the formations, the best response is to stay where he is."

Chu Feng nodded approvingly, and then set his sights on going forward bravely, heading northeast, entering the sea, encountering Hu Erniang, fighting a battle, and encountering Ah Qing, fighting a battle, and finally being lured to Hunyuan Jindou The tiger crouching arhat nearby.

"Fu Hu"

Six hundred miles northeast of Lin'an in the world of formations, on a sea of ​​silence, Chu Feng descended from the sky, with a Hunyuan Jindou on his head.

The crouching tiger Arhat who was observing the surroundings raised his head and panted heavily: "Taoist, you nine-curved Yellow River array, the poor monk doesn't think much of it, the one on top of your head is the Hunyuan Jindou, a magic weapon specially designed to take away the fruit of human beings. ?”

"So confident, it seems that you have a backup!"

Chu Feng said with a smile.

Fuhu Luohan nodded, took off the rosary beads around his neck, hung them on his hands, and closed his eyes.

"The poor monk is the only one among the eighteen arhats who has received a passage from the Buddha's ancestors. Today, he will use the scriptures of the Great Sun Tathagata to have a meeting with Taoists."

The Great Sun Tathagata Sutra, the smile on Chu Feng’s face restrained, why didn’t I hear him mention it when he captured Kasyapa before.

Fuhu Arhat seemed to have guessed what Chu Feng was thinking, and said with a smile: "The Kasyapa Bodhisattva you saw is the Kasyapa Bodhisattva who doesn't know the scriptures of the Great Sun Tathagata."

Kasyapa Bodhisattva, who doesn't know the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra, Chu Feng's heart moved, and he understood the reason. Kasyapa must have cultivated in the world like Guanyin back then, and had not fully returned to his true self. No wonder a Bodhisattva is so weak.

"Then, today, the poor will see your Great Sun Tathagata Sutra."

"As you wish, so I heard. Bhagavan for a while. Live in the Tathagata Blessing Vast Vajra Dharma Realm Palace. All Vajra Holders are gathered together. Tathagata letter..."

Crouching Tiger Arhat was different from the impetuousness in the Eighteen Arhats formation before. He seemed to be a different person, sitting cross-legged on the ground with a serious face.

As the incantation sounded, Chu Feng saw behind him, there was a faint phantom of a Buddha statue, which seemed real and unreal.

(End of this chapter)