Chapter 119 Kill back with me
In the gathering place of the disciples of the Holy Sect.
After having a face-to-face meeting with a group of true heirs, Lu Yang naturally would not hide anything, and single-handedly told the information he got from Guangming.
Chongming looked solemn after hearing this: "I was surrounded."
On the other side, Xu Xin was not surprised at all, but showed such an expression: "I knew that the Pure Land Pig and the Taoist Dog were united again."
Chongming was still wondering: "But how could my father not have predicted this kind of thing?"
"Maybe he didn't think of such an obvious thing, young master, you won't be able to see it."
"You!"
Xu Xin and Chongming looked at each other angrily again, the two of them seemed to be the epitome of the two major factions in the true disciples of the Holy Sect, and neither of them looked down on each other.
"The answer is very simple, because Shigemitsu Zhenren doesn't care at all, after all, from the beginning, the winner of this battle for the Tao is not on us." Speaking of this, Xu Xincai looked at Lu Yang again and said respectfully: "The treasure of the true king's position is also in the hands of the real person, right?"
"It's really in my hands."
Lu Yang nodded, and then said solemnly: "But I want to emphasize one thing. I am indeed not a foundation, although it is close, but it is still not."
Even if there is a plain woman, there is still a gap between Lu Yang and the real foundation building ratio.
After all, this place is not Skull Mountain, Su Nu cannot get the blessing of the leyline, and her strength is not in its heyday, this difference is often a thousand miles of fallacy.
If you change to a real foundation building person here, where is there any need for nonsense, just find the enemy's location, and then rush up to attack it, no matter how many people you have or how many formations you have deployed, it is all in vain, and you can slap them all to death. However, Lu Yang is different.
If the Dao Court and the Pure Land really took their lives to fill it, and thousands of Qi refining monks set up formations to trap him, his chances of winning this battle would immediately plummet.
It will probably drop from 10% to 95%.
In other words, there is a half chance of capsizing. Although this risk is not high, even this risk Lu Yang will not take it.
So at this time, the outstanding talents of the Holy Sect need to take action.
Thinking of this, Lu Yang didn't talk nonsense, and said neatly: "I need you to take the initiative to break through and help me attract the other party's attention."
There are two conditions for winning the Battle of the Way.
One is to destroy the treasure of the fruit position in the hands of the enemy, which is usually in the hands of the strongest.
The second is to kill the son of destiny among the natives in the realm heaven, seize its number of days and integrate it into the treasure of fruit, so that it can be won without a fight.
Lu Yang's plan was very simple, the other Holy Sect disciples went to attract firepower, while he lurked in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to directly kill the strongest of one side, destroy the treasure of fruit in the other party's hand, and break out of the encirclement by the way, and then rest for a while, and then turn around to solve the other side.
The plan was perfect.
The only question is how to persuade these outstanding talents of the Holy Sect to die, it is wrong to break through and win a chance to behead yourself.
However, what Lu Yang didn't expect was that.
After listening to his plan, instead of resisting, the Holy Sect True Inheritance present nodded, showing a look of considerable approval.
"Real people have high opinions, it is indeed the plan with the best chance of winning."
"It's much better than doing it ourselves."
"Then do it!"
There is no need to talk at all, the plan is directly finalized.
Only then did Lu Yang realize that the disciples of the Holy Sect had long been accustomed to being treated as talents, as long as the final result was favorable to them, they didn't care.
Rather, this is the way of survival for the disciples of the Holy Sect.
From the lowest level of qi refining disciple, he started to be a talent, to a good talent, then from a talent to a talent, and finally became a real person.
The plan has been set, and you still need to choose the target of beheading.
In this regard, everyone had no disagreements and unanimously chose the Pure Land, after all, the [Dragons] among the eight Buddhas had already been killed by Lu Yang.
The odds of winning against them are higher, and it is easier to survive as a human being.
At the same time, inside the gathering place of the Pure Land.
"What did you say? Guanghui is dead?"
Looking at Guangming with a embarrassed face, Guanghai's expression was gloomy like never before, and the rosary in his hand made a crunching sound, almost crushing it by him.
"Guanghui. That's my best friend, my most trusted junior brother!"
"In addition, [Dragon Zhong] was carefully selected by me, and it took time and effort to form, which one is not an excellent disciple of my [Fulong Temple]?"
Speaking of this, he looked at Guangming faintly:
"Since they are all dead, why are you still alive?"
Faced with Guanghai's interrogation, Guangming did not have the slightest shame on his face, and even raised his chest and raised his head, and said loudly confidently: "Because I ran away!"
As soon as these words came out, Guanghai was shocked by Guangming's shamelessness.
Whether it is placed in the Holy Sect or the Taoist Court, anyone who dares to say such a thing will surely die, and will definitely be used as a model to directly correct the Dharma on the spot.
Thinking of this, Guanghai immediately lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice:
"If you escape from battle, you won't consider your brothers?"
Guangming heard the killing intent in Guanghai's words, and quickly said: "Senior brother, don't get me wrong, I don't live for myself, it's for us!"
「. We?"
Guanghai's eyebrows suddenly raised, Guangming's words were extremely level, because "for us" and "for the pure land" are actually different.
For the Pure Land, that includes all the Buddhist cultivators, but for us, it is limited to the master's seat, these brothers from the [Fulong Temple], thinking of this, the boiling murderous intent in Guanghai's heart suddenly dissipated, and the originally stern tone was also relieved a lot:
"What's going on? Tell me in detail."
"There is one person who killed Senior Brother Guanghui and all the [Dragons], and that person cultivated the Nine Transformations of the Dragon Decision left by Master before Nirvana!"
「. What!?"
As soon as these words came out, Guanghai suddenly stood up, his expression changed darkly, and then he showed ecstasy: "There is such a thing."
As the most trusted disciple of Fulong Arhat, Guanghai is no stranger to "Nine Changes of the Dragon Decision", and he knows very well that this is the exercise left by Fulong Luohan when he was still a Panlong real person, and he has a connection with the Pure Land.
"If I can surrender it and send it to the [Fulong Temple]."
Guanghai's eyes became brighter and brighter, a monk like him who worshipped in the Arhat Temple must gain a higher position in the temple if he wanted to progress.
And how much credit did he have for Fulong Arhat to get a Dharma Protector Vajra?
Once done, he would definitely become the most trusted disciple under the Fulong Arhat, sitting firmly in the second position of [Fulong Temple], and his strength would increase greatly.
If one day, Fulong Arhat has another accident.
At that time, it may be his chance to be promoted to Arhat!
Thinking of this, Guanghai's heart suddenly became hot, and his eyes looked at Guangming much kinder: "Junior brother is smart, you did a good job this time."
Guangming breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, senior brother, for your generosity!"
Only then did he wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, knowing that he had survived again, and immediately looked at the prohibition set by Lu Yang in the sea of consciousness.
With this prohibition, he did not dare to disclose Lu Yang's strength information. However, it was clear that the exercises were not within the limits of this prohibition.
That demon is calculating, and he can't predict that he will recognize "Nine Transformations of the Dragon", right?
"Counting the time, Guangming should have already told his senior brother about the exercises, right?"
Opening his eyes, Lu Yang pinched his fingers and immediately smiled: "In this way, if I kill it again, the other party should fight to the death with me."
Immediately afterwards, he stood up, turned his head, and looked at the Holy Sect talents behind him.
Two of the seven true inheritors died, four of the eleven Qi Refinement Perfection also died, and only seventy or eighty people were left in the later stage of the hundreds, and all of them were injured.
"Everyone, it felt bad to be hunted before, didn't it?"
He doesn't know how to boost morale. What's more, this time it is to let them attract firepower, and being too high-sounding will only make people rebellious.
So in the end, Lu Yang just waved his hand simply:
"Kill me back."
(End of this chapter)