Chapter 854 It’s that Devil!

If you don’t cultivate the ability to reach heaven, then what’s the point?

With such a sentence of reply, Fang Xing became a little disdainful of the Buddhist disciple of Biangan Temple. Of course, subconsciously, he no longer had the vigilance. He felt that this Buddhist disciple was a fool. He thought that Uncle Fang was so smart. People, from the first day they entered the Taoist sect, they knew that all realms and immortality were all imaginary, only strength was real. But now this Buddhist disciple has such a good status, such a good background, and is surrounded by top masters. , but he is willing to be a mortal, what is this if not a fool?

Even the little monk Shenxiu is not very good at fighting, but his skills are real...

I'm really confused, how could Shenxiu lose so many times against such an opponent?

Pouting his lips, Fang Xing decided not to nag him, sneered, stood up from the ground, fiercely placed the dragon-marked sword on the Buddha's neck, and said with a smile: "Monk, I don't want to nag you either. Come on, hand over the Taishang Dao Sutra, so as not to suffer any hardship!"

The Buddha looked at Fang Xing quietly, his face was calm, but there was no trace of panic. This made Fang Xing a little surprised. The monk seemed to have no cultivation, but his courage was greater than what he had seen before. Some of the people with advanced cultivation were much stronger, but he soon glared with fierceness in his eyes, thinking that if the monk cooperated, he would just take off his arm first if he didn't cooperate.

"You won't kill me!"

After a while, the Buddha suddenly spoke softly.

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, then glared and said, "Why?"

Buddha's son Huineng said calmly: "If you kill me, you will only let me give up this body and be reincarnated again. However, in the process of reincarnation, that volume of Taoist scriptures will be lost among the six paths." I can never find it again..."

"Are you looking down on me?"

Fang Xing stared, smiled, and said: "When I was in the foundation-building realm, I had the ability to destroy the soul, let alone now?"

The meaning of this statement is to warn Huineng that if I kill you under my master, my body and soul will be wiped out. Do you want to leave a soul to be reincarnated? That was simply wishful thinking. After hearing this, Na Huineng shook his head slightly and said calmly: "You can't do it. Although I am a mortal, my soul and my junior brother Shenxiu are twins. Since we first fought for the inheritance of the true Buddha many years ago, we have been destined to live and die for the rest of our lives. If you kill my spirit, he will not be spared either!"

"Do you still have this to say?"

Fang Xing frowned and remained silent.

He did remember that Shenxiu had said that the relationship between Shenxiu and the Buddhist disciple of Bian'an Temple was quite mysterious. It could be said that they were each other's Buddhas and demons, and the only ones who could kill each other were each other. The two of them were It is an agreement that people will achieve Buddhahood through debate for ten lives. After ten debates, the winner will refine the soul of the other party and become a true disciple of the Buddha. It is precisely because of this kind of refining that one needs to be willing. Therefore, no one can force anyone. To put it simply, the two of them are destined by cause and effect. The winner is a Buddha, and the loser is a demon...

"hey-hey……"

Fang Xing shook his head, threw away these thoughts, and said fiercely: "Even if I can't kill you, I still have many ways to make you suffer. I'm not bragging to you. I have at least one hundred and eight ways to let you survive. You can't die without asking..."

Huineng glanced at Fang Xing lightly: "Is it interesting?"

Fang Xing was choked for a long time and couldn't breathe. After being silent for a long time, he said in frustration: "It's boring..."

Speaking of which, Fang Xing is also the best at observing words and expressions. He can really tell that this Buddhist disciple of Bian'an Temple is a tolerant and persevering person. According to the words of the fifth uncle who was the best at torture, this is what he said. These bastards have rough skin and hard bones. They value their hearts more than their lives. Their bodies and skins are just tools. Torturing them is the most boring thing. It often distorts the psychology of those who torture them, but they still He looks very happy, so whenever he meets such a person, there is no need to torture him, he should think of other ways.

"Master, I still don't believe it. You can't be afraid of nothing, right?"

Fang Xing became distressed and asked fiercely.

"Monks don't lie..."

Huineng said lightly, then glanced at Fang Xing: "The young monk is really not afraid of anything..."

Fang Xing immediately rolled his eyes, looking at this Buddha's eyes a little weird. Although he didn't say a single curse word, for some reason, Fang Xing heard a "I'm not bragging, you're just taking advantage of me." There is no way" means...

"Take you back first, I don't believe I can't fix you..."

Fang Xing sneered, thinking about it secretly, and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

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"The Buddha's son was taken captive, and I'm afraid that even the ancestors will be alarmed. This problem must be solved as soon as possible..."

Just when Fang Xing and the Buddha were playing a trick to see who could outsmart whom, in the Demon State, the Pure Land tribes were also falling into an unprecedented chaos. All the ten ancient tribes had Unable to restrain themselves, they all came over. Even the area in Baiduan Mountain was only assigned a few people to guard, while the others all gathered at the place where the Buddha was kidnapped to discuss countermeasures.

"I have activated my clan's secret tracking method to search for the whereabouts of the Buddha, but there is no result. Occasionally, a trace of breath leaks out, and it quickly disappears without a trace. That person should be good at the art of concealing breath. And it’s very powerful…”

A man in silver robes with a single horn on his forehead frowned and said, he is one of the ten ancient tribes in the Pure Land and is the best at tracking.

"I also speculated on the three hexagrams, but I can only conclude that the guy is in the southwest. The more specific location cannot be determined. I think that guy has a method to conceal the secrets of heaven. After the three hexagrams, I can no longer refute it!" The god son of the ancient tribe wearing a hexagram robe said that by using the hexagrams, you can only infer three hexagrams at most. If this number is exceeded, the hexagrams will be messed up, and there will be backlash, and there is no good way.

All the ancient clans fell silent.

Now, a whole day has passed since the Buddha was kidnapped in Bian'an Temple. Each of their clansmen tried their best to find the traces of the Buddha. Some used people and some tried their best. It can be said that they tried their best, but surprisingly Without any clues, they gradually became more and more anxious and angry. I don’t know how many people secretly swore that they would find that guy and cut him into pieces...

"The people from the Beiming clan are here..."

At this time, someone made a report, and soon after, two figures were seen rushing up the mountain. They were a slender young man, riding a colorful sacred cow under the seat, and next to him was a delicate-looking woman. , but they were riding a strange fish. When the two brothers and sisters arrived on the mountain, their faces were extremely cold, and there was a faint look of worry and anger between their eyebrows.

"Just ask!"

The man riding the colorful sacred bull said directly to the woman without even greeting the other gods of the ancient tribe.

The woman nodded, looked at the three ancient gods and the monks from Bian'an Temple, and said bluntly: "Three brothers, master... I heard that before the Buddha was taken captive, in the valley where you were stationed, there was Is there a strange treasure born?"

After hearing this question, several people's faces were a little ugly. After a while, the monk from Bian'an Temple nodded and said in a low voice: "Yes, it was precisely because a rare treasure was born that we went in to check it out, and that person got it." Got the chance..."

"What kind of treasure is there? Show it to me!"

The woman said immediately, her expression solemn.

The three gods and even the monks of Bianji Temple looked a little embarrassed, and even a little angry. However, seeing the solemnity of her words, after a slight hesitation, they still handed over what they had gained before, and even ordered those who had snatched the rare treasures before. , they all listed the things and placed them all over the floor. There were precious armors, spiritual herbs, some remnants of soldiers, precious scriptures, relics, etc...

There are many kinds of things, but not many in quantity. There are only one or two kinds of each kind.

The woman riding the strange fish carefully looked at these things, but her brows furrowed even more tightly, and her expression suddenly became particularly troubled, as if she was hesitating. The man riding the colorful sacred bull also looked closely at them. He was looking at her, as if waiting for her to give an answer. Others didn't know why, but they also had a vague feeling that their brothers and sisters should have some suspicions and came here to seek confirmation...

"It's him……"

At the end, her eyes fell on a spiritual grass, she hesitated, and then whispered.

"Are you sure?"

The man riding the colorful sacred bull asked closely.

The woman's expression was a little gloomy, and she whispered: "I'm sure... these spiritual herbs were originally snatched by us from Guixu. They don't grow at all in other places. I have also seen the half of the remnants of the Buddhist scriptures." , I know more that he has many..."

"evil creature!"

The man riding the colorful sacred bull couldn't stand listening anymore, and his fists clenched tightly, making a rattling sound.

"What did you see?"

Everyone next to him was silent, and someone asked urgently in a low voice with cold eyes.

"The person who kidnapped the Buddha... is the little devil Nanzhan, Fang Xing!"

The man riding the colorful sacred bull had a gloomy look in his eyes and said a name viciously, which immediately shocked the cultivators.

Is the little devil okay?

Although this name is not as loud as that of Shenzhou and Nanzhan in Pure Land, many people have heard of it and know that he is a character who can do both good and evil, but has extraordinary abilities. Before that guy took away ten of Pure Land in one day. The incident about the seven peaks made the ten major ancient clans remember this name firmly, and some were even ready to deal with him. However, later, the Beiming clan issued a talisman edict, saying that they were prepared to exchange ten mountains for one sutra. This made the ancient clans restrain themselves a little and did not use their hands to deal with him...

But now, he actually kidnapped Buddha?

Isn't this demon on good terms with the Beiming clan? Why did he kidnap the Buddha?

Other ancient tribes still don’t know about the Taishang Dao Jing, so they didn’t understand it for a while...

However, the protecting monk of the Bian'an Temple suddenly thought of something, and with a face full of anger, he shouted to the woman riding the strange fish: "It turns out it was him... you Beiming clan did good things. If we don't give an explanation to the Bian'an Temple, don't even think about it." Just give it up and give it a rest..."

"This matter has nothing to do with our Beiming clan!"

The man riding the colorful sacred bull shouted coldly in a low voice, but quickly raised his head and glanced at the woman riding the strange fish with a cold look. His voice was low and filled with annoyance: "But... we There is a way to save the Buddha..."