Seeking the Way of Immortality

Before Wu Zheng made a move, the Five Elements Golden Ginseng had already jumped out. On its several-foot-tall body, it was wearing thick earth armor and holding a dragon-carved spear, whistling towards the depths of the earth.

Wu Zheng had seen the thick earth armor before, but as for the dragon-carved spear, it was the first time Wu Zheng saw the Five Elements Golden Ginseng use it. Although he had never touched it, Wu Zheng also realized the extraordinary nature of the dragon-carved spear.

As the Five Elements Golden Ginseng entered the vortex, a rumbling sound came from inside, accompanied by the excited shouts of the Five Elements Golden Ginseng and the roars of the Bashen.

Someone on the earth had already taken action. Above the sky, countless arrows rained down, and the space seemed to be frozen, trapping Wu Zheng within a radius of several miles.

Dozens of cultivators either used their magical powers or controlled their weapons to kill Wu Zheng.

The cultivators who attacked at this moment had more or less comprehended the power of the law, and their attacks were earth-shattering. In just one breath, Wu Zheng was submerged by various streams of light.

In the stream of light, Wu Zheng was surrounded by the power of time and space. The Red Emperor Sword was in his hand, and the power of the sword law was all over his body. He let the stream of light linger, but it could not block his sight at all. The eyes of time and space opened, and nothing could block his eyes.

As the battle unfolded, Tianhe controlled the power of thunder from the sky and bombarded the ground continuously. The red and black thunder was extremely violent. Wherever it passed, the earth seemed to be plowed over, and the surrounding grass and trees were swirling with flames, and smoke and dust rose up.

The chaotic and violent atmosphere filled the entire battlefield, and even Wu Zheng's eyes of time and space could not see clearly, let alone the spiritual eyes of others.

The two time-space ants were like two silver flies, flying around, with the power of time and space all over their bodies. They did not act alone. When they saw a lone monk, they would directly lie on him and devour the flesh and blood power of the monk with the power of time and space.

"Amitabha!"

A loud voice came from a distance, and Wu Zheng couldn't help but raise his head. He saw a huge golden palm appearing in the sky at some point. The golden palm was like gold casting, falling from the sky and slapping Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng was about to use his magical powers to dodge, but he never thought that the surrounding space was imprisoned by this violent force, the earth and the sky were all imprisoned, and Wu Zheng had no way to escape.

As a last resort, he could only use the rules of force, tap his toes lightly, and the whole person soared into the sky like a cannonball, hitting the golden palm.

"Be careful, it's the Buddha's Palm!"

"My goodness, if you get hit by it, you'll lose a layer of skin even if you don't die."

"What a terrifying power."

"It should be said that people in Buddhism don't have much shame, but this magical power is really strong!"

With a loud bang, the golden palm fell on the ground, smoke and dust rose up, and there was a palm print on the ground. The palm print was about ten miles in radius and more than ten feet deep in the ground.

You have to know that this is the prehistoric world, not the outside world. To be able to make such a deep handprint on the prehistoric land, you can imagine how strong its power is.

Wu Zheng staggered to his feet from the ground, his hair was messy, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he touched the arm of the golden palm with his fist. The bones were exposed, and the crystal clear bones were emitting a bright light, and the flesh was slowly growing.

"What a Buddha's Palm!" Wu Zheng's voice was low and hoarse.

If the Buddhist sect only wanted the Chaos Treasure, it would be fine. The attack just now was clearly aimed at his life. If Wu Zheng's own ability was not weak, he would have died on the spot.

The monk who performed the Tathagata Palm was also shocked. The attack that was enough to kill the peak of the Mahayana realm could not kill this cultivator who was only in the Tribulation Realm.

You know, the Tathagata Palm was not his own magical power, but a talisman given by the great power of the Buddhist sect before he left.

Not only did Wu Zheng not die under this attack, but he also completely dissolved the power of the talisman. The strength of this person was far beyond his estimation.

Not only the people of the Buddhist sect, but also the powerful people around who had some ideas about Wu Zheng, stopped attacking Wu Zheng at this moment.

The existence that can survive under the Tathagata Palm is definitely not an ordinary person!

"Please invite the Arhat!" The bald monk saw that it was impossible to do anything, and bowed to the void.

As the bald monk finished speaking, a monk riding a nine-colored elk appeared from the void. His appearance was solemn, and the light behind him was flowing, giving people a sense of nobility that could not be violated.

"After beating the younger one, the older one came. Your Buddhist sect is really good enough." Wu Zheng said disdainfully.

"My friend, why do you have such a big prejudice against my Buddhist sect?" The sitting deer arhat asked with a smile.

"A dignified arhat, with the cultivation of a Daluo Jinxian, lowered his cultivation to enter the ancient wilderness. Your Buddhist sect's plot is really not small!"

"The wilderness is destined to be with my Buddha!" ​​The sitting deer arhat's voice was soft, which made people not disgusted.

But the more he said this, the more Wu Zheng hated him!

"Arhat, may I ask if Mr. Wu has a connection with Buddha?"

"My dear friend, have you heard that if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha?"

"How can I put down my butcher knife if my great revenge is not yet avenged and my worldly life is not over?"

"Everything in the world is karma. Only by putting down your butcher knife can you become a Buddha!"

"Arhat, if I hand over the Chaos Treasure to the Buddhist sect, who should control this treasure?" Wu Zheng asked with a smile.

"It should be controlled by my Buddha."

"Since I have put down my butcher knife, I am also a Buddha. Why can't I control it?"

"My dear friend, Buddha should have six pure senses. How can you become a Buddha if you have delusions in your heart?"

"Yes, how can you become a Buddha if you have delusional thoughts?" Wu Zheng asked with a smile, the light in his eyes reappeared, almost like that of the Arhat sitting on a deer.

When the Arhat Sitting on a Deer heard this, his heart trembled. Wu Zheng's words could be described as heart-breaking. Even though he had a firm Buddhist heart and was very good at cultivating his moral character, his heart could not help but fluctuate.

"Amitabha, my little friend is too murderous, so I will save you today."

After finishing speaking, the Arhat Sitting on a Deer had a thought in his mind, and the nine-colored elk under the seat instantly approached Wu Zheng. At the same time, the Arhat Sitting on a Deer lifted up the fingers of his right hand, making a flower-like gesture.

Wu Zheng only felt that everything in front of him was extremely unreal. The mountains were not mountains, the trees were not trees, and the sea of ​​​​consciousness was even more chaotic. The sitting deer in front of him gave him a strong sense of pressure, and his Taoist heart seemed to want to Generally broken.

The lights of thousands of houses slowly bloomed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the stone tablet made a buzzing sound, Wu Zheng's confused eyes suddenly became clear, and at this moment, the fingers of Sitting Deer Arhat were close to Wu Zheng's eyebrows.

The power of time and space suddenly unfolded, and Sitting Deer Arhat's fingers were not affected at all, and even his expression did not change much.

The Arhat Sitting on a Deer was originally a Buddhist Arhat, a being in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm. Although he had lowered his cultivation level, his vision and insight were still there. Although Wu Zheng understood the laws of time and space, the cohesion of the laws was too weak. Even if he could break free of the Arhat Sitting on a Deer, Even the magical power of "holding a flower and smiling" cannot stop the tyrannical power of the sitting deer Arhat.