Chapter 462: Meeting a strong enemy again

The hazy skeleton-shaped ghost energy was a forbidden method jointly produced by dozens of old priests behind. The ghost energy entered the body and a rippling evil energy rushed straight into the heart. The cold air made Wuqi's body feel cold along the way, almost completely paralyzing his body. Just when Wuqi was about to be unable to withstand the invasion of this ghost energy and his body was about to fall to the ground, a strange heat flow rose from all over his body, easily dispelling the ghost energy.

The heat was so familiar. Wuqi suddenly thought of the strange bookstore, and the old man who was clearly blind in the bookstore, but was shaking his head and admiring with a book. It was the spiritual tea given by the old man Blind. After Wuqi drank it, the spiritual tea dispelled the depressed dead energy in his body at that time, and restored his injuries to eighty or ninety percent.

Today it was the spiritual tea that saved Wuqi again. But Wuqi clearly felt that this was the last little power left in his body. After expelling this ghost energy that almost freezes Wuqi, the medicinal power of the spiritual tea completely disappeared.

"I won't have such good luck next time!" Wuqi learned from his mistakes and began to review the gains and losses this time.

With a real disaster, Wuqi felt that his luck was really bad. He wanted to take a detour to avoid Feng Qingwu and his party when he went back, but he didn't expect that the strong wind would actually touch him with Feng Qingwu and be trapped in this muddy water. It would be fine if Feng Qingwu and the knights she led were hit by the strong wind, and these people were killed and injured. The only one Feng Qingwu was left, and he was unable to pose a threat to Wuqi.

"Feng Jiumo! Hum!" Wuqi chanted Feng Jiumo's name silently, clenched his fists with both hands, and became nervous in his heart.

Although he killed the seventy-two generals of Luotian, he actually caused Feng Jiuma to suffer a huge loss, but Wuqi was in a breath and could not get down. Is the governor of the state in the state of Guanzhou? Wuqi gritted his teeth secretly. The hatred that was almost besieged to death this time must be revenge.

"It's just a matter of timing!" Wuqi thought secretly that Feng Jiufu's father Feng Lingling was the governor of Zhongzhou and was also the most powerful official in the Dayu Dynasty. If you want to retaliate against Feng Jiufu, you must find the right time to kill him with one blow, and do not give him any chance to turn the tables, otherwise there will be a disaster. But Wuqi also considered that maybe when he was calculating Feng Jiufu, he could also give Yuyu a little better?

The Zuosi Tian Yuyan in Zhongzhou, Wuqi still remembers the palm that almost broke him.

He flew all the way and stole the secret method of blood escape from the sutra. It was even more frighteningly fast with the blood escape light in the Purgatory Demon Sutra. Wuqi's current cultivation level was much faster than the mid-grade immortal's full-strength flying weapon. However, this blood escape technique was too damaged to the blood qi. Wuqi flew out for six hours in one breath, and was more than ten thousand miles away from the place where he had just started. Then he suddenly sprayed out a mouthful of plasma like clear water and stopped slowly.

He quickly took out more than a dozen blood crystals and stuffed them into his mouth, swallowed them into his abdomen and slowly digested them. Wuqi pinched his fingerprints and quickly absorbed the essence and blood energy to restore his own loss. Fortunately, he had so many blood crystals transformed from the essence and blood of the fairy. He changed to ordinary people and consumed more than 70% of the essence and blood in his body. I don’t know how much time it took to slowly recuperate.

The rich essence, blood and vital energy gradually spread, and bit by bit of blood were generated from the bone marrow, and the abundant power slowly recovered. Wuqi inhaled and exhaled deeply, and the breath was filled with a rich blood color. He stood in a remote small hill, and every time he sucked and spit, the air within a radius kept fluctuating and rotating, causing a small whirlwind.

Just as Wuqi's essence and blood were about to return to its peak state, he was about to calm down his surging blood, a Buddha's name came, and a pure gold Zen stick as thick as a sea bowl with a dull lion roar, slamming straight into Wuqi's heart from behind.

Wuqi's body trembled, and several defensive spirit weapons that were warmed up in his body were activated one after another, rushing out of the body with various colors of light to protect his body. These spirit weapons were given by ancestor Yuanhua and other elders of the masters when they left Qingya Star, and each one was a rare fine product.

However, the incoming Zen Staff was clearly a Buddha treasure of comparable quality to the immortal weapon. Several spiritual weapons rushed in the light. Just as they protected Wuqi, a yellow air flow suddenly spurted out from the Zen Staff, turning into a huge dragon head and roared out. The flames of several spiritual weapons suddenly darkened, and the spirits of the weapon whine one after another, and a large halo exploded. The Zen Staff pierced the spiritual weapons and slammed directly into Wuqi's back.

The Wu Earth Dragon Scale Shield was just attacked by fifty-nine Luotian warriors, and his vitality was greatly damaged, and the weapon spirit fell into a coma. When the Zen stick was less than half an inch away from Wu Qi's back heart, the Wu Earth Dragon Scale Shield sensed Wu Qi's sudden violent mood, and then let out a dragon roar, releasing a yellow earthy atmosphere that wrapped around Wu Qi's body.

The yellow earth entangled the Zen stick, and the momentum of the Zen stick was delayed, offsetting 60% of the strength of the Zen stick. However, the remaining 40% of the strength still hit Wuqi's back heart, like a heavy cannon bombardment, making Wuqi's back heart sink three inches. He was silently using the mysterious skill to absorb the essence of blood crystals, and the blood in his body was swelling and his heart was almost shocked to rush out of his body from his front mouth. He opened his mouth, and a large piece of blood sprayed out. Wuqi was beaten and flew forward like a kite dozens of feet away.

In a mess, Wuqi turned around and twisted his body in the air. He finally stabilized his body rushing forward. He staggered and took a few steps back. Wuqi looked at the man behind him who was attacking him. He was clearly a sturdy monk with a height of ten feet and three feet, his body was as strong as steel, his skin was strangely brass color, and his faint metallic luster.

The monk had a three-foot diameter Buddha light behind his head, and a jade-white crescent moon trace between his eyebrows. He was born with a handsome appearance, and he looked like a lion and tiger when he was in action. The monk exposed his upper body, and a python skin was wrapped around his lower body, which was a monk who subdued dragons and tigers, and a great master who killed and set fire.

Seeing Wuqi turn around, the monk held the Zen stick in his left hand and held a heavy snatch onto the ground, held his right hand on his chest, sang to Wuqi: "I am merciful, good, good! The Taoist is so hard, this stick has not killed the Taoist fellow. I will have to work hard today!"

Wuqi gritted his teeth, but did not reply, but stroked the place where he was hit by a monk's Zen stick. Several spines in the back of his heart were dislocated, the spinal cord was pressed, and his whole body was numb. Wuqi gritted his teeth and stretched out his fingers to hold the deformed spine and pulled it out with a "click" sound. The spinal bones were re-orientated. Wuqi took a deep breath, and the innate green wood spiritual energy that contained infinite vitality flowed rapidly in the injured place, the injury recovered quickly, and the pain gradually dissipated invisible.

After the injury was almost healed, Wuqi gritted his teeth and looked at the monk and said angrily: "Monkey, I have no grudges and you, why did you secretly kill me?"

The monk smiled and chanted the Buddha's name. The monk said in a deep voice: "I believe in Arhats. Do fellow Taoists familiar with me? I am the Great Sun Sky Mirror, the Great Sun Wheel Treasure, and the Great Sun Buddha's seat. The Three Lotus Platform, the Great Daoist's Great Bodhisattva's Lotus Seat. The fellow Taoist bullied my junior brother, so I naturally wanted to find fellow Taoists, and I would like to care about my fellow Taoists!"

More than a dozen auspicious clouds flew up from the valley in the distance. The angry Baosheng Arhat led sixteen monks with the same strong body to fly towards the side with cloud light. Apart from a distance, Baosheng Arhat shouted loudly: "Shisi, you have caused me so much trouble! I didn't eat the mutton, but I was covered in a slut. Shisi, Shisi, How can I deserve your great kindness and virtue if Grandpa Buddha doesn't tear you into pieces!"

He glanced at Baosheng Arhat with a side glance, Wuqi asked Baoxin Arhat with a smile: "How did you find me? Could it be that you followed me all the way? It's impossible. I think I'm still very careful in my actions. It's impossible for you to follow me without any awareness!"

The Baosheng Arhat rushed over with the clouds. He raised a Vajra Demon-Subduing Sword with great momentum and was about to chop Wuqi.

Wuqi was too lazy to look at Baosheng Arhat, he just smiled at Baoxin Arhat.

Baoxin Arhat coughed heavily, and Baosheng Arhat, who was just as powerful as a mad tiger, immediately stopped his hand. The sword edge was less than three feet above Wuqi's head, but he still put away his sword, obediently put the eleven tribute to Baoxin Arhat, and then retreated with the clouds.

Together with the other sixteen strong monks, Baoxin Arhat, Baosheng Arhat and other eighteen monks formed a circle of about a hundred pieces in diameter, wrapping Wuqi tightly in the circle. The aura of the eighteen monks faintly formed into a piece, like a copper wall, firmly trapping Wuqi inside.

Seeing that Wuqi had been trapped in the Vajra Heavenly Dragon Demon Suppression Circle, Baoxin Arhat smiled reservedly and slowly took out a Bodhi leaf the size of a palm fan from the python skin wrapped around his waist. This Bodhi leaf was crystal clear and as if it was carved by jade, a circle of golden Buddha light enveloped the page, emitting a strange fragrance that made people calm.

"This is the Bodhi Zen Heart Leaf that my master has refined with the supernatural power of the Heavenly Heart. If you have any requests, I will write the words with my own essence and blood on this page. Another Bodhi Zen Heart Leaf in my master's hand can be displayed. Similarly, if my master writes the words on the Zen Heart Leaf in his hand, I will receive the message immediately." Baoxin Arhat said proudly: "My master is a great Bodhisattva who has subdued demons and eliminated demons with six arms. He is good at subduing demons and demons. With a glance of the infinite Buddha eyes of his cultivation, everything in the world of heaven is in front of him."

Wuqi nodded and said, "So that's it. Did that Bodhisattva discover my path?"

Baoxin Arhat nodded and said, "We will wait here seven hours ago."

Wuqi took a breath of air. Seven hours ago, Wuqi was still fighting with Xiao Luotian. He himself didn't know that he would run for his life here, and the Bodhisattva had predicted that he would come here.

With a bitter smile, Wuqi knew very well that this was that the other party’s magic power was too much beyond his own, so he could find clues of his own from the vast secrets of heaven, and thus calculate a future fate. Unless Wuqi could condense the innate chaotic magic body in the sutra and completely deprive his own breath from the secrets of heaven, those great supernatural powers would be able to clearly grasp his every move!

You only need the innate two yin yang energy! You only need that wisp of innate two yin yang energy!

Wuqi took a deep breath, and he bowed to Baoxin Arhat and said, "The monk stops me, what do you want to do?"

Baoxin Arhat smiled lowly, and nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist is destined to be with my Buddhist sect. Please ask fellow Taoist to come to my teacher's seat!"

Wuqi was slightly stunned. Why did he have a connection with Buddhism again?

Baosheng Arhat was very straightforward, and he shouted sternly: "Stop talking nonsense, hand over all the treasures you robbed from Qingxu Immortal Pass, and then obediently enter my Buddhism to be a coolie boy who does odd jobs. We will spare you today, otherwise it will be difficult for you to die if you want to die!"

Wuqi said angrily: "Just rob, just rob. Are you and you very destined to be together? "
Chapter completed!