Although the Shu Road was difficult, it was easy for them to walk with their strength.
When they walked to the mountains and rivers, Xu Xian suddenly heard voices in front of him. He thought to himself, "Are there people in such a deep forest?"
After turning the corner, he saw an old temple in the middle of the mountain. It was built majestically against the mountain.
Xu Xian tried to observe it with her Third Eye. Spiritual Qi was enshrouding it, so it must be the residence of a cultivator. However, it was not a wise move to build a temple in such a desolate place. A Taoist temple was for cultivation, but a temple was for worship.
Now the door was wide open. There was not even a monk at the door. The blood stains were very clear.
Xu Xian guessed that something bad had happened in the temple. He led Yun Yan across the threshold and into the temple. They walked through the path between the ancient pagoda trees. The door of the main hall was closed tightly. People's voices came from the gap of the door.
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In the Hall of Great Strength, several Shu Mountain disciples stood with their backs against each other. Dirty blood flowed on the ground. Dozens of monks' corpses were scattered around.
They were not relaxed either. Their spiritual power was exhausted and they were all wounded.
Their swords were facing hundreds of statues of Vajra Arhats. Some of them could subdue dragons and tigers, and some had long eyebrows and ears. However, their faces showed a strange ferocious expression.
While speaking, an Arhat holding a Vajra Pestle swung it down fiercely. The Shu Mountain disciple hurriedly waved his sword to fight back. The blade of the sword contained a green light. It could cut gold and jade. However, when it fell on the body of the Arhat, it only made a few shallow sword marks. No one knew what kind of metal it was made of.
The Arhat still swung the Vajra Pestle down, forcing him to block it with his sword. The sword almost fell out of his hand, but a trace of blood flowed down along his arm.
"Senior Brother, I'm afraid we can't survive this!"
"Hold on, I've sent a sword letter for help!"
"Now there are many demons in Sichuan. I'm afraid the Martial Uncles can't take care of us. Now we can only fight to the death."
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. Otherwise, you will forever be in Avici Hell and never be free!"
On the lotus throne at the highest point of the hall, the Tathagata Buddha statue, which was several zhang tall, actually opened its eyes and opened its mouth, coming to life.
His eyes, which were supposed to be compassionate, were now filled with indifference.
"Demonic monk, you impersonated Tathagata, so you will definitely die a horrible death. Right now, we are just leaving first."
The Tathagata Buddha statue said, "Infatuated and unenlightened!" It raised its huge palm high up.
At this moment, with a creaking sound, the main hall's door opened into two sides.
"Is that Master?"
The Shu Mountain disciple was pleasantly surprised, but when he took a closer look, he saw a tall scholar with a bright face standing outside the door. He couldn't help but feel disappointed.
However, seeing that he also had spiritual energy on him, it was clear that he was a kindred spirit. Thus, a glimmer of hope appeared in her heart.
But upon closer inspection, the spiritual energy was faintly discernible. It was clear that it wasn't very powerful. Thus, he fell into despair once more.
Xu Xian looked at the scene in the hall and was shocked. He didn't know what was going on.
Tathagata Buddha asked, "Who are you?"
Xu Xian asked, "Who are you?"
The Buddha statue said, "I am Tathagata Buddha from the Western Paradise!"
"Fellow Daoist, don't listen to his nonsense. These Vajra Buddhas were transformed by the demonic monk. We will hold them back. You should leave quickly and go to Mount Emei Shu Mountain Sect to ask for reinforcements." A Shu Mountain disciple was the first to recover from his disappointment and said loudly.
Xu Xian rolled his eyes, "I am your father!
You are Shu Mountain disciples. I will come to save you now. "
"You should leave quickly. This Xue Futu is a famous demonic monk in Sichuan. His soul is attached to the Golden Buddha statue. It's hard to hurt him. You are no match for him. Leave quickly!"
Needless to say, Xu Xian knew that these things couldn't be the real Vajra Arhat. Looking at them with his Third Eye, he vaguely saw other people's faces. He didn't know what kind of dharma they practiced.
He had long heard that there were a lot of ancient witchcraft circulating in Sichuan, which was very different from the orthodox Daoist sects. Now that he saw it, it was true.
The Buddha statue said, "The sea of bitterness is boundless. You are all fated to be with me. Today, I will purify you all together!" As it finished speaking, its face suddenly turned ferocious. The door behind Xu Xian suddenly closed.
"You fool!" The Shu Mountain disciples had tragic expressions on their faces.
Xu Xian twitched the corner of his mouth, "This is my first time in Sichuan. I have never heard of this Xue Futu. Is he a sinner?"
"This Xue Futu is good at stealing people's souls. He has killed countless people. We came here today to kill him. Unfortunately, we are not good enough …"
Xu Xian nodded, "I understand."
"Kill him!"
As soon as the Buddha statue gave the order, half of the Vajra Arhats rushed toward Xu Xian. The shouting immediately drowned out Xu Xian's voice.
Xu Xian put his palms together and then opened them to both sides. Two golden flames spewed out from his palms, as if a pair of golden wings had spread out. They bypassed the Shushan disciples in the middle and drowned the entire temple hall. Finally, they converged under the feet of the Tathagata Buddha statue and engulfed it.
The Buddha statue wailed in pain, "Ah, what kind of fire is this? Who are you?" In the fire, molten iron rolled down from its body, and its face soon became blurred.
Xu Xian didn't answer. He pressed his chest, feeling a little uncomfortable. Using the main star without permission caused some tremors in the Star Palace.
However, with the addition of the law of the Eyes of the Golden Crow, the power of the Real Fire of the Sun was indeed higher than before, but it still couldn't condense into the Divine Ray of the Sun Fire.
When the last cluster of flames disappeared, the Shu Mountain disciples were dumbfounded. They looked around and saw that the Arhats and Buddha statues had turned into molten iron all over the ground. Other than that, whether it was the pillars or the floor, there was no trace of burning.
These Shu Mountain disciples still couldn't believe that the evil cultivator who put them in a desperate situation had turned into ashes in an instant. They looked at Xu Xian in disbelief. Such power was probably only possible for the sect leader.
Then they looked at Xu Xian holding his chest and frowning. It was obvious that he had used up all his mana to calm down a little.
They sheathed their swords together and bowed, "Thank you for saving my life. May I know your name?"
Xu Xian returned the bow, "It's nothing. You're welcome. I'm Xu Xian, Xu Hanwen."
Xu Xian seemed to have heard of it somewhere.
However, they had just escaped from death and didn't have time to think about it. "The Bloody Buddha was a great threat to Chuan. It's really worth congratulating you for getting rid of it today." But they also felt that Xu Xian was exaggerating when he said it was nothing.
"This place is not far from Mount Emei. Why didn't your sect leader Yan come to save you?"
Xu Xian saw through their thoughts and didn't argue. Be it the demonic monk or the Buddha, they were people who hadn't even passed the minor Heavenly Tribulation. In the eyes of ordinary people, they were probably powerful people who couldn't be defeated. However, in the eyes of Xu Xian, they were just ordinary cultivators. Even if their mana was damaged, killing them was just a matter of turning his hand.
"You know our sect leader?
Now that many evil cultivators have surrounded Mount Emei, we are rushing back to help. "