Chapter 2101 Nirvana!

"Damn it, let that guy run away!"

Just when Chu Xun looked at the place where Kong Xuan disappeared with gloomy eyes and remained silent, Zhao Yu on the side couldn't help but cursed: "Don't pretend to be cool next time. If you do, you will be beaten." My face really hurts.”

He had just said with pride that Kong Xuan could never escape, but he didn't expect that not long after he finished speaking, Kong Xuan escaped from the siege of them all. This was simply a disaster for him. It was a naked slap in the face, so he was naturally embarrassed at the moment.

"What's wrong?"

Unlike Zhao Yu who was heartless, An Qier noticed something strange about Chu Xun at this moment, then walked over and asked with some worry.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little bit unwilling to let this guy escape."

Now that Kong Xuan has escaped, it is of no use for Chu Xun to worry. So after hearing An Qier's words, Chu Xun also came back to his senses, then shook his head, and moved his eyes to the person in the distance. The eighteen golden Arhats who resisted said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. It is business to deal with these guys as soon as possible."

After saying that, Chu Xun clenched the Tiger Soul Sword, jumped up, and killed the eighteen Arhats.

"Do it!"

Seeing that Chu Xun had taken action, the naughty boy and others also clenched their weapons and killed the eighteen-gold-bodied Arhat.

At the same time, Shushan and other strong men could not care about the so-called loss of face, and they all took action, and together with the naughty boy and others, they launched an attack on the eighteen golden arhats.

They didn't want Kong Xuan to take the opportunity to run away because he was worried about the so-called face like before.

Although these eighteen golden arhats were extraordinary in strength, how could they be the opponents of Zhou Yulong and the others and the powerful men in Shu Mountain since their formation had been broken?

So it didn't take long for the eighteen Arhats to be defeated by the joint efforts of Chu Xun and others.

"Amitabha!"

After being continuously destroyed by Chu Xun and others, and then reborn with his own cultivation, the leader of the Eighteen Golden Body Arhats, the Subduing Dragon Arhat, suddenly pronounced a Buddha's name, then gently raised his right hand and said harmoniously. : "Okay, everyone, stop."

The Dragon-Subduing Arhat obviously has a high prestige among the Eighteen Arhats, so after hearing the words of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, the Eighteen Arhats immediately stopped attacking and gathered behind the Dragon-Subduing Arhat.

At the same time, Chu Xun and others also stopped attacking, and just gathered around the Dragon Subduing Arhat and others, fully alert, just in case.

"Masters, I wonder if you have anything to say?" Seeing many Arhats stop, Tian Yun couldn't help but ask.

Back then, when he was possessed by the devil and could not help but slaughter all sentient beings, he was saved by a Buddhist master who risked his life to save him. Therefore, he has always maintained enough respect for Tianyun, a Buddhist man, even though the two sides are now at odds with each other. But it still couldn't change his favorable impression of Buddhism.

"Amitabha!"

Hearing Tianyun's words, Dragon Subduing Arhat smiled slightly, with a free and easy smile on his face, and said: "This benefactor, this poor monk really has something to say."

Having said this, the Subduing Dragon Arhat paused slightly and said: "Now that the matter is over, the poor monk knows that the poor monk and his fellow disciples cannot escape this disaster."

"In this case, instead of doing this useless struggle, it is better to be more relaxed and relaxed, which can save everyone some trouble."

Unlike some of the Buddhists Chu Xun had seen in the past, Dragon Subduing Arhat might not be the strongest in combat power, but his attainments in Buddhism could be called a true master. So even though he was facing death at this moment, there was still no trace of fear on his face, only a kind of carefreeness and indifference that saw through everything.

"this……"

Chu Xun and others were stunned when they heard the words of Arhat Subduing the Dragon.

They never expected that at this last moment, these eighteen Arhats would not think about how to die together or fight for their lives, but chose to give up resistance.

Thinking of this, Chu Xun couldn't help but ask: "Why?"

"Haha, although there is a dispute between you and me, we still belong to the lineage of heaven and the lineage of human race after all."

Looking at Chu Xun's puzzled look, Dragon-Subduing Arhat smiled and said: "If there is still a glimmer of hope, then the poor monk and the brothers will definitely fight to the end, but now...it is convenient for others and for oneself, this kind of There should be fewer unnecessary fights.”

After saying that, the Subduing Dragon Arhat sat cross-legged, sitting on the starry sky. The other seventeen Arhats also smiled slightly and sat down cross-legged.

"That's good, that's good."

"I have experienced countless kalpas and passed through ten thousand billions of Buddha lands."

"I have gone through countless tribulations and illuminated the countries of the ten directions without any obstacles."

"I have experienced countless calamities, as many as the sands of the Ganges."

"I have gone through countless calamities and finally achieved the fruit of merit and virtue."

"Good! Good!"

"Supreme, profound and perfect enlightenment!"

"Good! Good!..."

The next moment, amid the free and easy smiles and Buddhist verses of the eighteen Arhats, their bodies suddenly burst into flames, and finally transformed into eighteen relics in the golden flames, suspended in front of Chu Xun and others. .

These eighteen Arhats finally chose to achieve nirvana themselves and help Chu Xun and others!

…

At the same time, in a simple Buddhist hall, a middle-aged monk with a kind face and dressed in white was sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras with his eyes closed.

At this moment, the door of the Buddhist hall was suddenly opened, and an old monk with white eyebrows walked in with a respectful face, whispering: "Reporting to the Bodhisattva, Jianglong Luohan and others have already entered Nirvana."

"I already know about this."

Hearing the words of the old monk with white eyebrows, the middle-aged monk nodded, then opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and said: "Jianglong and others can't escape this killing calamity. But this calamity may not be a bad thing for them..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged monk paused slightly, and then took out a It looked simple, as if it was torn out of the book, but it was emitting golden light and covered with various mysterious characters. He handed it to the white-browed old monk and said with a smile: "Take this paper to the Thirty-three Heavens to find the Jade Emperor. He will take you to the place where the Investiture of the Gods is. When the time comes, you can bring me the true spirits that Jianglong and others have placed on the Investiture of the Gods. I will make arrangements."

"Yes, Bodhisattva!"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged monk, the white-browed old monk nodded, and then respectfully took the seemingly simple yellow paper.

But the next moment, the white-browed old monk seemed to have thought of something, and then asked hesitantly: "There is one more thing..."

"You want to ask about the underworld, right?"

However, before the white-browed old monk finished speaking, the middle-aged monk smiled and said: "I know many of them are asking you why I don't take action. Tell them that now is not the time to take action."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged monk paused slightly, and then continued: "Now that the Eight Immortals of the Upper Cave are guarding the underworld, no matter how rampant those people in Olympus are, they will not be able to accomplish anything for a while. When the time comes, I will naturally help."

"Yes, Bodhisattva!"

Seeing that the middle-aged monk was well prepared, the white-browed old monk did not ask any more questions, nodded, and prepared to leave.

"By the way, when you meet the Jade Emperor, tell him a message for me."

However, just as the white-browed old monk was about to leave, the middle-aged monk suddenly said, "Tell him that although the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism is important, the more important thing is the survival of the entire human race and the heavenly court. We must not lose sight of the main point and let some people take advantage of it."

"Yes, Bodhisattva!"

Although he didn't understand why the middle-aged monk said this, the white-browed old monk didn't ask much, just nodded, then took the yellow paper, respectfully left the Buddhist hall, and closed the door of the Buddhist hall.

"It's almost there, it's almost there, that day is almost there..."

Watching the white-browed old monk leave, the middle-aged monk was slightly absent-minded, as if he was thinking about something very important.

But after a moment, he came back to his senses, then smiled and said self-deprecatingly, "It seems that my obsession is also very deep. But it doesn't matter, it's almost time."

After that, the middle-aged monk closed his eyes again, chanted scriptures and meditated.

Soon, the only sound left in the Buddhist temple was the monk's chanting.