1010: Chapter 1010 Eighteen Arhats Dharma Laksana 1010: Chapter 1010 Eighteen Arhats Dharma Laksana Zuo Ci waved his hand, summoning forth a Mystic Iron Staff, as the Dharma Bell above his head soared into the sky.
The Dharma Bell blossod with golden lotus flowers, making him appear as if an Arhat had descended from the heavens.
Murong Chong said, “It is rumored that the Songshan Sect has received the true transmission of the Buddhist Sect.
Seeing it today, it truly seems so.
This staff must be the Dharma Staff, personally refined by the ancient master Bodhidharma as an Earth Immortal Treasure.”
Long Fei raised his eyebrows, he had also heard of Bodhidharma,
The patriarch founder of the Zen Buddhism within the Buddhist Sect of Huaxia, as well as the founder of Shaolin Temple.
His sudden appearance in this world took Long Fei by surprise; could it be that he had breached the spatial barriers?
He rose with the wind, finding a place to cross swords with Zuo Ci.
Led by Li Xuan, the Songshan disciples, each holding a longsword, flew down in formation, charging toward Ji Wanyu and her companions.
This ti, the elite disciples had erged in full force, numbering over three hundred.
The least among them was at the Initial Stage of Core Formation, and like Li Xuan at the Late Stage of Core Formation, there were as many as a hundred.
The battlefield imdiately descended into chaos, as the light of swords danced in the air, various Yuan Forces intertwined and collided, booming and echoing in the air, making the mountaintop shake as if there were an earthquake.
The bandit leader, Li Gan, watched closely, aware of his own limits; hence, he did not join the fray.
He planned for the critical mont when his n would fire the cannons and shoot arrows to catch Ji Wanyu and the others off guard.
Those who have embarked on the Dao should not casually kill re mortals.
The more people killed, the more karma will accumulate during the ascension and tribulation of becoming an Immortal, and the more powerful the thunderbolt.
That’s why Long Fei had not wiped them out with a single sword strike.
In the legends of Divine Enthronent, when various Immortals descended to the mortal realm, none spoke of actively slaughtering mortals; they all stayed behind, devising strategies.
Even in conflict, it was the disciples of the Exposition Sect and the Sect of Severance who were sparring.
If it weren’t for fear of punishnt by the Heavenly Dao, a single Immortal could annihilate a city directly, without needing mortals to battle back and forth.
Midair, Long Fei, with the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana above him, exchanged a few moves with Zuo Ci.
He was not fighting with all his might, just curious to see what was special about the successor of the Zen sect.
Zuo Ci’s Daoist techniques, shadowed by the Buddhist Law, were both Daoist and Buddhist, utilizing the spiritual power of the Daoist Sect to activate the Buddhist Sect’s eighteen Arhat Dharma Laksanas.
It was impressive that Zuo Ci, in a land founded on the Daoist Sect, where cultivating Buddhism was virtually impossible.
There were no followers, no Power of Faith.
Buddhism, which draws mana from the Power of Faith, is like a rootless tree in this world.
If the Songshan Sect really had ties to the ancient master Bodhidharma, then this Monk had made far too many compromises in his cultivation.
However, the Chan school of Buddhism is a hybrid of Confucianism, Daoism, and Buddhism.
Simply put, it’s a localized version of Buddhist Law, vastly different from the original Mahayana Buddhism of the Buddhist ancestral hos.
Zuo Ci’s move, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat staff technique, whirled the surrounding wind and clouds into a change of color.
A battle at the Nascent Soul Realm level was inherently terrifying.
He had assud he could conquer Long Fei within two to three moves, but after more than a dozen, Long Fei was still lively and agile.
“Even if you are a dragon, I will subdue you!”
The Dharma Staff, carrying the force of a fierce wind, heavily smashed down upon the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana.
The Dharma Laksana rged with the body, Long Fei concentrating on the physical strength to solidify the image.
When the Dharma Staff ca crashing down, it felt as if it were smashing onto his flesh and bones.
The heavy staff bore down with a crushing boom, causing his bones to crackle like popping beans.
Under the pressure of the staff, a mountain peak in the western direction blasted off with a thunderous roar, filling the area with billowing dust.
“Is that all you’ve got?”
Long Fei snorted lightly, having not enjoyed a thrilling fight with anyone in a long ti.
He waved his hand and brought out the Firebrand Staff from his Storage Ring, two feet long and utterly ordinary, without any trace of peculiarity.
Zuo Ci mocked with a large laugh, “So this is your Magic Artifact?”
He finally understood why Long Fei always borrowed Princess Ji Wanyu’s Emperor Yu’s Sword; it turned out that this young expert’s Magic Artifact was so trashy.
Long Fei responded with a light smile, “It’s not about the size of the Magic Artifact, you’ll realize its power once you try it.”
He swung his arm, smashing forward, his figure suddenly flashed in mid-air, fiercely appearing before Zuo Ci.
Zuo Ci, alard, hurriedly summoned the Dharma Bell, casting layers of Golden Lotus Barriers around him.
But who knew this staff was special, as it passed through the barrier and struck the top of the Bronze Bell.
With a clang, the Earth Immortal Level Magic Artifact shuddered violently.
The imnse force traveled through, creating a crack at the weakest part of the Bronze Bell.
Zuo Ci quickly retreated backward, avoiding Long Fei’s continuous assault.
However, the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana Long Fei had summoned followed like a shadow, constantly ramming his large body into him.
The Dharma Bell was repeatedly hit hard, clanging incessantly, causing all the water bandits thousands of ters below to cover their ears and scream in agony.
“Dragon-Subduing Staff!”
Zuo Ci yelled in anger, his Dharma Staff smashing down with imnse force, repeatedly colliding with the Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana.
Yet Long Fei moved like a ghost, continuously appearing around Zuo Ci with erratic steps, utterly undetectable.
What he was employing was Spatial Law, sothing Zuo Ci of course did not know.
Moreover, in this battle, he was not fighting with full strength, not wanting to reveal all his trump cards too soon.
Dealing with Zuo Ci was not worth displaying his full hand.
With a single swing, the already cracked Dharma Bell shattered further, exploding with a bang, its might scattering and instantly filling with fissures, teetering on the verge of collapsing.
The Azure Dragon Dharma Laksana grew stronger with the battle, and combined with a swipe of the dragon’s tail, it fiercely lashed at Zuo Ci’s protective barrier.
With a thunderous crash, the Dharma Bell above Zuo Ci’s head instantly burst and splintered apart.
The imnse pressure transmitted to the ground, with a booming shake, flattened the top of a mountain to the ground.
Zuo Ci’s Divine Sea shook violently, his head spinning.
He scread in disbelief, flung backward for a thousand ters.
He hadn’t expected Long Fei’s Iron Pestle to be so mysterious.
He had clearly used the Dharma Bell to activate the Lotus Barrier around him, but the staff still penetrated the barrier, smashing the Dharma Bell to smithereens.
Swinging his staff, Long Fei chuckled lightly, “How about it, not too shabby for a Magic Artifact, right?”
Zuo Ci’s face turned beet red, having clearly misjudged.
He coldly shouted, “Don’t get cocky, I haven’t used my full power yet!”
Zuo Ci raised his staff high, revealing his Dharma Laksana.
His Dharma Laksana was neither the Five Elents nor animals like dragons or phoenixes, but rather eighteen shadows of Arhats condensed from golden light.
Among the nurous Arhats of the Western Direction, the Eighteen Arhats stood as the most esteed.
With eighteen forms, the Dharma Laksana could sit, lie, smile, anger, have long eyebrows or large ears, take the pose of subduing tigers, or that of Dragon-Subduing.
Zuo Ci roared at the top of his lungs, cursing, “You destroyed my Magical Treasure, I’ll definitely smash you into Endless Hell.”
With a swing of his staff, eighteen shadows imdiately charged at Long Fei from all sides.
Those below beca dazzled, the battle-engaged Songshan Disciples and Ji Wanyu among others stopped to not miss out on this incredibly exciting mont.
In Ji Wanyu’s hands, Emperor Yu’s Sword buzzed as if wanting to join Long Fei in battle.
She slightly curled the corners of her mouth, thinking that this ancestral Divine Sword was too fickle, but after cooperating with Long Fei a couple of tis, it seed like it wanted to disregard its own master.
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