A high-pitched cry came out of Yuan Cheng's mouth: "Boy, since you already know, if you take refuge under this Buddha and become a layman at this time, this Buddha will spare your life and pass on the supreme Dharma of the Buddha to you and me, otherwise, the Buddha will personally take you on your way!"
After the initial shock, Yang Junshan quickly calmed down, and sneered when he heard the words: "If you are here, you are naturally not an opponent, but now you are just a trace of distraction from the body of others, but you want to give it a try!"
"Hmph, looking for death!"
The reincarnated spirit child screamed, and when he stretched out his hand, he slapped it with a palm, which was also a Vajra seal, but the giant hand that could be formed was not the previous spiritual power, but fused into a trace of Gangqi. ◎，
Yang Junshan's expression was solemn, but this time he did not use the earth-covering seal that he had just cultivated a little, but directly sacrificed the low-grade spiritual weapon mountain splitting knife, and shook his hand to cut a light with the mountain-breaking spirit technique.
I only heard a tearing explosion and remembered that the moment the Gang Qi integrated into this Shakyamuni magical power came into contact with the magical power of the Broken Mountain Spirit Technique, sparks actually flew out all over the sky, and the golden light mudra was finally cut off, but the Broken Mountain Spirit Technique was also eliminated.
"Inferior spiritual weapon, I can't see it, you kid has some strength, but the Buddha is more and more reluctant to kill you, boy, it's too late to join the Buddha's door now."
Yang Junshan said contemptuously: "If you want to fight, you can fight, where did so much nonsense come from!"
The reincarnated spirit boy said angrily: "Boy, do you really toast and don't eat penalty wine, do you think that having a spiritual weapon in hand can be upright and worry-free? Don't forget, the Buddha can defeat your imperial spiritual weapon with just his bare hands, not to mention how long can you control this spiritual weapon?"
Yang Junshan sneered and sneered: "So how long can Your Excellency occupy this body?"
The reincarnated spirit boy was slightly startled, and suddenly rushed towards Yang Junshan, and at the same time stretched out his finger in the direction between Yang Junshan's eyebrows, and sneered: "It's enough to kill you!"
Yang Junshan's mountain splitting knife was horizontal, the flying swan bell rose from the top of his head, and as soon as the light curtain of the mountain guarding spirit technique fell, he heard a "pop" sound, the light curtain had been pierced, and then a "dang" sound came out from the top of the mountain.
The move of reincarnating as a spirit boy had the upper hand, but Yang Junshan was not surprised but happy, and sneered: "How much power do you still have?"
As the power he carried was gradually exhausted, Yuan Cheng himself was unable to display his strength, and naturally he was even less likely to be Yang Junshan's opponent.
Flee! At least Yuancheng's physical body still has some use!
The reincarnated spirit informed that the other party could take his two attacks, and today's matter would be difficult to improve, taking advantage of the fact that there was still a gang qi left in this body, the reincarnated spirit child turned around and flew away, and the lotus flowers bloomed under his feet, and the person had already reached more than a hundred feet away, and it was the step-by-step lotus that Yuan had just used before.
Unexpectedly, he saw Yang Junshan take the same few steps gently, but each step was a distance of tens of feet, and the ground seemed to be shrinking under his feet.
For more than a year, he had been cultivating in seclusion in the stone chamber on the top of the Shaking Heaven Peak, Yang Junshan was not simply improving his cultivation, the Earth Seal had been cultivated by him to Xiaocheng, and the Flying Escape Spirit Technique had also made considerable progress in shrinking the ground to an inch.
At this time, the only few Buddha gangs left in his body could no longer support him to continue to fly away, knowing that this body was not spared, he simply flashed a golden aura from the top of his head, and the will to descend fled first, leaving only a voice in the air: "Boy, this is your second bad Buddha, two years later, the Buddha will definitely not give up with you!"
"Two years? It seems that the great change in heaven and earth will be within these two years!"
The mountain splitting knife in Yang Junshan's hand trembled slightly, and the round body suddenly fell into pieces and fell to the ground into a pile of minced meat.
Turning back to the Red Lotus Temple, he saw that all the novices in the temple had entered the belly of the monster, and in the woods on the west side of the temple, Yang Junping and Su Baozhang were coming together, their faces were quite excited, but Yang Junshan's eyes looked more than ten feet away on the left side of the two of them, and asked, "How does it feel to kill a Great Perfection monk?"
The originally empty place suddenly had a slight wave, and Bao Yuer stood there dejectedly and said, "Why can't I hide it from you?"
Since Yang Junping and a few others came, thinking that the Yuan Gang was already a lot of luck, the four monks in the late stage of the Martial Realm joined forces to besiege a Buddhist monk equivalent to the Great Perfection Realm, although they were not victorious, but it was not easy to let him escape.
A "croaking" cry came, and the crow leader flew like a black lightning bolt, but he shouted eagerly above everyone's heads, Yang Junshan thought it was asking for relics, but Bao Yuer's face changed and said: "Someone is coming, right in that woods, the crow said that the person is very powerful, it doesn't dare to provoke it!"
Yang Junshan's heart sank, because Hu Niu was injured, she had been staying in that woods, and had not participated in the battle except for controlling dozens of monster beasts before.
Yang Junshan took a step at a distance of twenty or thirty feet, and the whole person disappeared into the woods in an instant, the crow leader called twice, flapped his wings, and chased in the direction where Yang Junshan left, and Yang Junping and others also chased after them when they saw this.
Hu Niu's low roar came from the woods, obviously demonstrating to her opponent, which means that Hu Niu is no longer a threat for the time being.
Yang Junshan, who was relieved, slowly walked towards the location where Hu Niu was while adjusting the breath in his body, but saw a bald monk dressed in coarse cloth clothes standing more than ten feet away from Hu Niu.
Yang Junshan was slightly stunned, flashed out of the woods on the side, and said, "Jiahui Layman?"
The person who came was none other than the ascetic Jiahui who had a relationship with Yang Junshan.
That Jiahui was also slightly stunned when he saw Yang Junshan, obviously he also remembered Yang Junshan, but he didn't expect to meet here.
Jiahui looked at Yang Junshan, then at the giant tiger lying on the side, thought for a while, and said, "Your Excellency is an extraterritorial monk?"
"Extraterritorial monk?" Yang Junshan's eyes narrowed, as if he understood what Jiahui meant: "Are you afraid that the layman is an outsider?"
"It turns out that Your Excellency is not an extraterritorial monk!" Jiahui saw the sudden look on Yang Junshan's face, but she was not annoyed because Yang Junshan saw through his details.
"So Your Excellency is here to avenge the Buddhist monks of the Red Lotus Temple?"
Jiahui's eyes looked at Yang Junshan's body, pondered for a moment, and said: "The poor monk is not more sure than the benefactor, and the Red Lotus lineage is not of the same clan as the poor monk, and the doctrines they practice are not compatible, so there may not be a great feud between the poor monk and the benefactor."
Yang Junshan had only faintly heard about the compassion and seven sufferings in the Shi clan in his previous life, and this was because after the great changes in heaven and earth, the power of the Shi clan increased greatly, and a lot of news about the Shi clan was widely circulated, so he heard about it.
Yang Junshan was slightly puzzled and said: "Then why did the layman come here?"
Jiahui clasped his hands, bowed slightly, and said: "Please also ask the benefactor to return the relics left by my clan seniors to the poor monk."
Yang Junshan glanced at Yang Junping and saw him nodding slightly, so he turned around and said: "Do you know why we want to take the relics from this Red Lotus Temple?"
Seeing that Yang Junshan did not deny that he had a relic in his hand, Jiahui relaxed a little, smiled slightly, and said: "I think it is to use a spirituality contained in the relic to make the two demon cultivators speak."
Yang Junshan glanced at Jiahui with some surprise and said, "Then the layman should also know that it is impossible to give up the relics to the layman."
"Otherwise," Jiahui shook his head slightly and said, "It seems that Your Excellency is really not a person from outside the realm, but you don't want to be close to the two demon cultivators, and you are also a strange person. As a member of the Buddhist clan, no matter what branch or sect it is, it is the obligation to recover the relics so that the inheritance does not leak out, but what the poor monk wants is only the relic itself."
"Well, it seems that the inheritance in the relics can also be obtained in the hands of non-Buddhist people!" Yang Junshan said with all his thoughts: "So we can absorb the spirituality in the relics, but the relics themselves have to be returned to you, but without a spiritual evolution inheritance content in the relics, can you still get the inheritance inside?"
Jiahui shook her head and said: "No!"
"But you will do it in the future!" Yang Junshan's decisive tone made Jiahui slightly stunned, and he only heard him continue: "Compassion is not a lineage, you really can't do it now, but I heard that the Buddhist layman realm is the monk realm, and the relics can only be preserved after the Buddhist people of the monk realm are seated, so even if the spirituality is lost, as long as there is a monk from the monk realm, it can naturally evolve and inherit again, and Jiahui layman, I'm afraid you are not far from the advanced monk realm?"
Jiahui was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he said: "The benefactor is right!"
Yang Junshan finally laughed proudly and said, "In that case, let's talk about how to exchange relics."
Jiahui recited the Buddha's name and said, "The poor monk is willing to form a good relationship with the benefactor, how about it?"
Yang Junshan shook his head slightly and said: "A good fate is not enough!"
Jiahui was slightly surprised, but saw Yang Junshan gesturing slightly behind him, Yang Junshan nodded, and took out two gem-like crystals from his arms, which were two relics!
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