Chapter 2119 Master and Disciple

At this time, Huichen was less than a hundred miles away from the Vajra Buddha Bone.

The closer he was, the more cracks there were on the barrier. As long as he got closer, the Vajra Buddha Bone would be able to escape and automatically return to his body.

But Sima Hantan took action at this time.

Huichen heard the whistling of the wind behind him, and with a sweep of his spiritual sense, he found that the black spear composed of thirty-six soul lights had already arrived behind him.

On the road ahead, the void cracked, and thousands of strange masks flew out, trying to block his progress.

Double-teaming from front to back, this time there was no way to avoid it!

Huichen's face was extremely solemn.

In his current state, he could not be Sima Hantan's opponent at all. He was injured just now. If he was dragged by the opponent again, he would not be able to escape.

At this moment, Huichen's mind was racing, and he quickly made a decision.

He could ignore the soul spear behind him. As long as he broke through the blockade in front and got the Vajra Buddha Bone first, his magical powers would be restored by then, and it would not be a big deal even if he resisted the soul spear!

Thinking of this, Huichen did not block the approach of the soul spear behind him, but instead gathered all the Vajra power in his palm and prepared to use his magic power forward.

Jie! Jie! Jie...

The tens of thousands of strange masks rushed over with a strange smile.

Just when Huichen used all the Vajra power and was ready to blast these masks into pieces, one of the masks suddenly turned in place and revealed a figure, which turned out to be a handsome monk in white!

When Huichen saw this scene, the Vajra power that was originally ready to go suddenly stopped.

He widened his eyes and looked at the man in the distance with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Why is it you!"

Although the monk in white was wearing a mask, how could Huichen not recognize him?

This person was the first disciple he accepted, with the Dharma name: Lianxin!

However, Lianxin at this time no longer recognized him at all.

The Soul Saint put a mask on him and controlled his soul with the "Thousand Faces and Thousand Souls" technique.

Lian Xin is just a mortal, how can he resist the divine power of the saint? Now he is a walking corpse, completely reduced to a tool of the soul saint...

Not only that, Sima Hantan also planted a soul seed in his body, strengthened his body with holy energy, and made his power no less than his own incarnation.

Ordinary spells can't stop Lian Xin at all, and his full-strength attack can even threaten the saint!

"Evil obstacle!"

At this moment, Hui Chen's mood is extremely complicated.

If he wants to get the Vajra Buddha bone, he must break through the blockade of "Thousand Faces and Thousand Souls", and if he wants to break through the blockade, he must kill Lian Xin!

If he hesitates, the soul spear behind him will come soon. With his cultivation level declining and being seriously injured, only death is waiting for him...

At this moment, Hui Chen faces a choice.

As long as he kills Lian Xin, the disciple who betrayed the sect, he can get the Vajra Buddha bone, which can not only save him from death, but also destroy the plan of Emperor Zangtian.

This seems to be an easy decision to make...

If Linghu Bai was here, he would probably kill Lian Xin without hesitation. No matter what relationship this person has with him, he would not hesitate even for a moment!

But Hui Chen is not Linghu Bai after all.

"Evil obstacles! Evil fate..."

Hui Chen sighed, waved his right sleeve, and boundless golden light sprinkled, piercing those strange masks one by one.

Only Lian Xin was left.

At this time, Lian Xin was completely unaware, still rushing forward, and in a blink of an eye, she was in front of Hui Chen.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched his master.

This punch was in the posture of "Sin Transformation into Three Thousand Phases", but there was no Vajra power on the fist tip, but Sima Hantan's ghost power.

Hui Chen also punched.

But his fist opened halfway, and his broad palm tightly grasped Lian Xin's fist.

The ghost power entered Hui Chen's body through the palm, and the golden light of Buddhism also entered Lian Xin's body through the fist tip.

At this moment, time and space seemed to be disordered...

Many years ago, in a similar valley, the sun was shining and the stream was gurgling.

"Master, is this how you do this?"

On the boulder below the waterfall, the young monk made a strange pose, leaning forward, punching with his right hand, with a very serious expression.

He seemed to be too serious, biting his lips, frowning, clasping his fingers, and his fingers were slightly white because of excessive force.

The sun shone on his face, showing clear stubbornness...

Not far away, an old monk put his hands behind his back and frowned slightly.

"Relax a little...I have told you so many times that cultivation is not a matter of one or two days. You are so impatient that you have fallen behind."

The young monk was not convinced after hearing this, and muttered: "I don't want to be lazy, I want to practice this skill quickly, and in the future I will exorcise demons and evil, and avenge my sister!"

The old monk sighed and tapped the young monk's forehead with his fingers.

The young monk felt pain, and his energy was drained. He immediately collapsed on the ground and couldn't even stand up.

"Hmph, do you feel tired now? If you keep practicing like this, I'm afraid you will collapse and die of exhaustion here."

After the old monk finished speaking, he grabbed a lotus leaf from the waterfall.

"Drink it."

The lotus leaf floated down and landed in front of the young monk. A closer look revealed that there was a drop of crystal dew in the middle.

The young monk didn't hesitate, picked up the lotus leaf and drank it.

Gulu!

The dewdrops slid slowly down his throat, and soon a magical force was generated in his abdomen, which circulated through his limbs and bones, and his strength gradually recovered.

"Ah..."

The young monk stretched and lay comfortably on the stone, letting the breeze blow across his face. He felt cool all over and felt very comfortable.

Facing the master's gaze and looking at the beautiful scenery in the valley, at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten his troubles and hatred...

If the past is gone with the wind, just follow the master to practice in this mountain, it is not a good thing?

"Lianxin."

"Master?"

"Do you know why this Dharma image is called 'Three Thousand Phases of Sin'?"

"Disciple does not know."

The old monk smiled slightly: "People have three thousand phases, and sinners are also guilty of themselves."

"What do you mean?" Lianxin was puzzled and stood up.

"Try to punch me."

"This...disciple dare not!"

"What is there to be afraid of? Can you still hurt the master?" The old monk smiled.

After hearing this, Lianxin showed hesitation in his eyes.

Of course, he knew the old monk's ability. Since he asked him to punch, there must be a deep meaning behind it, and it was impossible for him to hurt the other party with his own cultivation.

But the person in front of him was the one he respected the most. Although he knew that he would not hurt the other party, he could not get over this hurdle in his heart.

Seeing him hesitate, the old monk said lightly: "Can't you do it... Just treat me as your enemy and the culprit who killed your sister."

"I know that your hatred has always been hidden in your heart. Let me see how capable you are and whether you can help your dead sister avenge."

After hearing this, Lianxin's eyes kept changing, and the scenes of the past appeared in front of him again, and finally stopped at the moment when Yun Jin died.

"Family..."

These are the last two words mentioned in Yun Jin's life, and they are also what she has been pursuing all her life.

She gave the young Lianxin a home. Although this home is not complete, it has also sheltered him from the wind and rain and brought him laughter and warmth.

It's a pity that this family was ruthlessly torn apart...

Lian Xin's aura became more and more manic, her eyes were bloodshot, and golden light burst out all over her body.

"Ci Mei, you old witch, I want you to die!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lian Xin used "Three Thousand Phases of Sin", and the golden light gathered in her right hand, and she swung a punch forward!

"Hehe."

The old monk smiled, stretched out his fist, and also used "Three Thousand Phases of Sin".

One big and one small, one black and one white, the two fists collided with each other.

The golden light burst out, but there was no destructive power. Instead, it was like a soft sunset, which was divided into thousands of threads in the air and slowly fell into the river...

Lian Xin was stunned for a moment, and seemed to wake up, and the hostility in her eyes gradually disappeared.

Looking up, I saw the old monk in the sunset with a smile on his face, his fist had been loosened long ago, and his broad palm gently clenched his fist.

"The power of Vajra, cut off all evil, not only cut others, but also cut yourself..."

The voice of the old monk slowly came into my ears.

Lian Xin looked at the Vajra power that was gone with the wind, and the golden light that was reflected in the riverbed like the sunset, and suddenly woke up.

"Three thousand sins, three thousand sins... So this is what it means!"

At this moment, as the voice in the valley continued to echo, the two people's figures also shifted, and the whole time and space began to rotate.

The bright sunshine gradually faded away, replaced by the demonic Shengxian Valley...

In the center of the valley, there was also an old man and a young man, and even their postures were exactly the same as before!

The difference is that Lian Xin now wears a mask, his consciousness is controlled, and he no longer recognizes his master.

Sometimes, a moment may be eternal...

Lian Xin's eyes showed confusion, but the soul hidden in his body still drove him, making him unable to stop his actions and try to break free from Hui Chen's palm.

Hui Chen held his fist tightly, and the golden light spread like a tide.

The next moment, a soul spear that merged thirty-six soul lights shot out. Hui Chen could no longer escape and could only use the "Empty Appearance of All Dharmas" in the Eight Divisions of the Derivation to protect himself with the golden light of Buddhism.

But how could Hui Chen in this state defend against the full force of the Soul Saint?

The soul spear easily pierced through his body protection aura and passed through his chest from behind!

Puff!

Hui Chen's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood splashed on Lian Xin's mask, and the latter's body shook, and a tear slowly slid down the mask...

The fierce light in his eyes disappeared little by little, and the shackles on his body were also broken by the Vajra power.

A moment later, there was a crisp sound of "bang!" and the mask was torn into pieces.

"Master!"

Lian Xin behind the mask was already in tears!

His consciousness has been restored, but his body has not yet fully adapted. He struggled to move forward, but his steps were unsteady...

"Good boy, it's good to be back."

Hui Chen's face was exhausted to the extreme, but his eyes were bright.

He smiled and looked at Lian Xin, as if he had returned to that afternoon many years ago, waving slowly without being impatient.

As if he had never left and had been waiting for Lian Xin here.

"Master..."

Lian Xin was extremely embarrassed and stumbled to Hui Chen.

At this moment, he only had his master in his eyes. What hatred and obsession, perhaps it didn't matter...

"Master...it was your disciple who harmed you!"

Looking at the soul spear that pierced through Hui Chen's chest, Lian Xin's heart was filled with remorse!

"Hehe, it's fate, it's destiny."

Although the spear pierced his chest, Hui Chen didn't show any pain.

He stared at Lian Xin and said leisurely: "I accepted you as my apprentice, but I didn't guide you well, which led to your big mistake. It's irreversible... If you really count it, this is also the fate of the master."

"It's all my fault!" Lian Xin's eyes were red, and she choked up and said: "If I hadn't met you back then, Master wouldn't have had so many troubles. If it weren't for me, Master, you wouldn't have this disaster... Haha! Hahaha! I'm a disaster star! No one around me has a good ending, but why am I still alive, why?!"

Lian Xin seemed to be crazy, laughing wildly, laughing until tears came out.

Hui Chen frowned when he saw his crazy look, and was about to say something, but a heart-wrenching pain came from his chest.

That was the spell of the Soul Saint. The soul spear spun wildly on his body, and the power of the ghost spread out, constantly destroying his meridians and soul.

Huichen felt that his soul was about to be pulled out of his body, his consciousness gradually blurred, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

He struggled hard, trying to say something to Lianxin, but he couldn't make a sound.

The scene in front of him became more and more blurred, and the surroundings were spinning...

At this moment, Sima Hantan's sarcastic laughter came from behind:

"Tsk tsk, what a deep master-disciple relationship, it's really touching! How about this, after you die, I will extract your true spirits and make them into "remnant faces" to become one of the thousands of masks, so that you two can get along day and night and work for me together in the future, hahaha!"

In the distance, Sima Hantan laughed loudly, his face was extremely proud.

But the magic power in his body did not stop for a moment, because he knew how powerful Huichen was. After all, he was a saint, and it was not so easy for him to die.

It was precisely when Huichen was weak that he had to constantly destroy his saintly body and disperse his holy energy, so that he could finally extract his true spirit and refine it!

Lian Xin watched her master being worn away bit by bit, but she was powerless, and the resentment in her heart had reached its peak!

"Sima Hantan, you despicable villain! Now that you have become a saint, you still use such a despicable method to deal with my master?"

"Haha."

Sima Hantan was not angry at all, but sneered: "Lian Xin, if you were not stupid, how could you believe my nonsense about resurrecting Yun Jin? If you were not stupid, how could you come to my door and become a pawn to plot against the angry monk? Although you are a little smart, you are not the material to achieve the great way. If I accepted a disciple like you, I would be so angry that I would vomit blood."

After hearing this, Lian Xin's eyes rolled around, and his heart was in pain. He was almost going crazy.

But just when he was about to fall into madness, his heart moved, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

This idea made him very excited.

"Master, wait for me!"

After silently chanting in his heart, Lian Xin suddenly turned around, urged the escape light to the extreme, but rushed towards the platform in the center of the valley...