Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 657 - 657: Beheading

"An Gu, are you from the Gu tribe in southern Xinjiang?"

Under Asura's protruding brows, his naturally sharp eyes fell on the cloaked man.

He gave people a strange feeling. When he looked down, he was both contemptuous and arrogant, and indifferent and gentle. The two opposite temperaments were perfectly integrated in him.

Xu Qian'an ignored it and glanced at the brightly lit pagoda. The door was closed and he couldn't see the scene inside.

But he knew that there were 68 Zen masters in the pagoda who formed a Zen formation and used the luck of the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang to suppress the remains of the gods.

Buddhist Zen is the foundation of the entire system. Buddhism will achieve sudden enlightenment, and if you want to achieve sudden enlightenment, you must sit in meditation.

This shows the importance of Zen.

Masters with profound Zen can sit for several years, decades, or even a century without eating or drinking, isolated from the outside world.

The 68 Zen masters in the pagoda are in this state now, without eating or drinking, like sculptures.

He was also unaware of the movements of the outside world. .

According to Fuxiang, every sixty years, the Zen masters in the tower will be replaced and take turns to sit in meditation and form a formation.

In addition, Xu Qian'an also felt the powerful power of the formation protecting this sealed Buddhist tower.

He retracted his gaze, and a hoarse voice came from the hood:

"I am not a member of the Gu tribe."

Paused, and slowly said:

"I am a Buddhist abandoned disciple, Wu Tian!"

When he said this, the cloaked man opened his hood and raised his face. A young and handsome face, the center of the eyebrows lit up with gold paint, quickly covering the whole body, and then turned dark gold.

Tsk~

The flames behind the head rose, forming a scorching fire ring that dispelled the darkness!

This is a Vajra, the Buddhist guardian Vajra.

In Asura's sharp and indifferent eyes, there was finally a surprise, "Wutian?"

His voice was young and mellow.

"A lot of things have happened in the past five hundred years. I discovered the secrets of the Buddha and the truth of the war to destroy the demons. Therefore, Buddhism can no longer tolerate me."

The cloaked man sneered and said in a mocking tone: "Bodhisattvas and Arhats of Alanta, no one told you about my existence?"

He was bluffing Asura, trying to get information from the young son of the Asura King. Asura had just returned to his position not long ago. Even if he knew the existence of the "son of Buddha", he could not have seen through his own Vajra Divine Art.

From the appearance, he is already a genuine Vajra.

Fabricating the identity of a Buddhist abandoned disciple and deceiving this strong man who participated in the war to destroy the demons may be able to get some confidential information.

Facing the speech of this abandoned disciple who called himself "Wutian", Asura's face was calm, with almost no emotional fluctuations.

Xu Qi'an was not discouraged, and said loudly:

"Buddha is a treacherous villain, he is not qualified to rule Buddhism, he used Shenshu to destroy the Wan Yao Kingdom......"

Before he finished speaking, Asura's eyes suddenly shot out golden light, and a deafening sonic boom came from the air. He disappeared in the tower spirit and swooped down like a hawk catching a rabbit.

So fast...Xu Qi'an's premonition of crisis immediately warned him and urged him to dodge.

But his legs seemed to be rooted in the ground and he couldn't move.

It was not that he was unwilling to move, but the power of Buddhist precepts that imprisoned him.

Without chanting the Buddha's name, the power of precepts came instantly. After the Zen master system was cultivated to the Arhat level, with a thought, he could "regulate" the enemy's words and deeds and require the other party to abide by various Buddhist precepts.

With such a big reaction, he really knew the inside story of the war to kill the demons, and what I said just now seemed to be very close to the truth... Suddenly, a golden light rushed out from Xu Qi'an's head, turning into a small and exquisite tower.

The second layer of repressive force unfolded.

With a "bang", a circular deep pit with a radius of 100 meters collapsed with him as the center.

Asura's figure was "hit" down abruptly, as if it was subjected to hundreds or thousands of times of gravity.

The restraint of the pagoda disrupted Asura's rhythm, and the precepts imposed on Xu Qi'an only lasted for about a second.

"Pagoda?"

There was obvious surprise in Asura's tone.

Since he took action to resist the Vajra Dharma in Jianzhou, the old monk Ta Ling has never mentioned the promise of "not taking action against Buddhist disciples", as if he had forgotten the rules he set.

Of course, last time, it was completely out of helplessness that Ta Ling chose to compromise with the situation.

As for this time, Xu Qi'an personally went into the pagoda to ask the old monk for help, and the reason why the old monk Ta Ling was willing to break the rules again was because Xu Qi'an told him the secrets he had gained in recent days.

The Buddha was sealed by the Confucian sage, the relationship between Shenshu and the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons, the possible transaction between Shenshu and the Buddha, etc.

Based on these clues, Xu Qi'an speculated from a "professional" perspective that the disappearance of Bodhisattva Faji might be related to the secret of the Buddha.

Then he patted his chest and promised to help Ta Ling find Bodhisattva Faji who had disappeared for more than 300 years.

The price was that from now on, the pagoda would respond to his requests.

Xu Qi'an rushed out silently, and the perfect control of the body by Hua Jin made him not make any sound, and the bricks and stones under his feet did not explode.

Huh!

He used his left leg as the axis, exerted force on his waist and back, and drove his right leg out like a whip, making the air whistle.

Asura opened his right hand and grasped the fierce whip kick. With a bang, the muscles of his arm trembled violently and shook wildly, releasing the terrible force.

Xu Qi'an's other foot flew into the air and launched an attack without leaving any gaps. First, he hit Asura's face with a knee, and then he opened his fists left and right, like a cannon or a hammer, one punch heavier than the other, and the air waves exploded one after another.

The sound of "firecrackers" rang out over the silent Nanfa Temple.

During this process, the repressive power of the second floor of the pagoda was always in effect, suppressing Asura.

For a warrior, once he seizes the opportunity and attacks first, he can deal tons of damage.

If it were a third-grade master of other systems, his body would have been beaten to pieces now.

But Asura just kept stumbling back. Every time he tightened his muscles and tried to pounce, he would be violently interrupted by Xu Qi'an.

Crack, crack, crack... Every time Asura took a step back, he would leave deep footprints on the ground.

After being forced to open his stance again, the muscles in Asura's neck suddenly swelled, and the muscles all over his body condensed into a force, as if he was going to force a counterattack.

Ding!

At this time, a knife flashed from Xu Qi'an's chest, and a string of sparks was cut at Asura's throat. Although it did not break the defense, the skin was stinging and the back was cold.

The muscle group that was accumulating power was stimulated and stagnated.

Kill him in a row, kill him in a row, kill him in a row... Xu Qi'an became more and more courageous, biting the Taiping sword in his mouth. Whenever Asura wanted to interrupt the rhythm, he would use the sharpness of the Taiping sword to defeat his accumulated power.

The battle in the west courtyard attracted the attention of the monks and Zen masters in the temple. Figures rushed out of the Zen room, some flew into the air with magic weapons, and some watched the battle on the top of the nearby tower.

When they saw two golden Vajra with fire rings burning behind their heads fighting to the death outside the tower that sealed the demon monk, they were all at a loss.

The first reaction was: What happened?

Why did the Dharma Protectors fight in the temple?

The second thought was: Who is that Vajra?

The third thought was: How could that Vajra beat Asura back step by step?

"He is not a Dharma Protector Vajra, he is an outsider!"

An old monk with white eyebrows said in a deep voice.

The other monks also quickly recognized that the Vajra who fought with Asura was not from the same sect.

There are only two Vajras in Buddhism today, Dufan and Dunan. If a new Vajra is born, Buddhism will announce it to all Buddhists.

And that person has not even eliminated the three thousand strands of troubles.

"Call the fellow disciples of Nanfa Temple to form a formation to deal with him."

The old monks with high seniority began to organize people to fight the enemy.

As a great sect with thousands of years of inheritance, they naturally control the formation of gathering "meager power" to deal with or restrain extraordinary strongmen.

The price is that many people will die.

However, when there is also an extraordinary person on their side, it is worth it to restrain as many people as possible.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a shell broke through the night and hit the Nanfa Temple. The shock wave flattened the walls and lifted the roof.

More explosions came from afar, and smoke and fire were set off everywhere in the "Nan Guo" city.

Miao Youfang, Ye Ji and the demon tribe who sneaked into Nan Guo City began to act. They detonated the gunpowder hidden in various places in the city in advance to create chaos.

Boom boom boom...More and more artillery fell from the sky, exploding balls of fire in Nanfa Temple.

An unmanned artillery passed by from high in the sky, and dozens of artillery spewed flames and tilted shells.

The monks who were gathering were interrupted by the artillery attack and fell into a brief panic, but they quickly organized an effective counterattack.

The monks bent their bows and shot, and arrows wrapped in strong energy whistled through the air.

The Zen masters drove the magic tools to chase the aerial artillery.

At this time, when most people's attention had left the Sealed Tower, a clear light rose from the top of the tower, and Sun Xuanji, wearing white clothes and a veiled hat, arrived at the top of the tower with a teleportation formation.

Buzz~

In the slightly harsh sound of air waves, a circular formation lit up under Sun Xuanji's feet.

Immediately afterwards, one circular formation after another emerged, stacked down layer by layer, a total of twelve, dividing the Sealed Tower into twelve even parts.

The entire Sealed Tower shook violently, and the tower body burst into a soft golden light, and distorted Buddhist texts emerged to resist the "strangulation" of the twelve formations.

The Buddhist text was gradually erased, and the golden light gradually dimmed.

It was indeed as Sun Xuanji said, in front of a third-grade sorcerer like him, the Buddhist formation seemed crude.

At this time, Asura was trapped in Xu Qiyan's combo and was powerless to save the situation.

Asura was like this, not to mention those monks whose faces changed drastically.

"No, the Demon Sealing Tower is going to be destroyed..."

Someone screamed.

At this moment, a blazing flame suddenly burst out behind Sun Xuanji.

A ring of fire ignited, illuminating its owner, a nine-foot-tall Vajra wearing a cassock and exposing half of his chest.

Asura!

Asura... Xu Qiyan's pupils shrank slightly.

Who is fighting with me?

Asura put his palm together like a knife and swung it fiercely.

Poof... a head flew up and fell from the top of the tower, and the twelve circular formations collapsed.

Use practical actions to tell everyone present the price of being closely followed by extraordinary warriors.