A flower is a world, a leaf is Bodhi.
The secret technique not imparted by Pudu Temple—[Bodhi Leaf Fruit]!
Moonlight can penetrate any cage, but it cannot penetrate the whole world.
Zhao Jin sighed; within this isolated small universe, he sensed the array, and [Bodhi Leaf Fruit] is a technique that only a top-level True Master can execute.
This ans the one taking action is a Great Arhat of the Buddhists!
Facing a Great Arhat, Zhao Jin truly didn't know how to resist.
"Amitabha, the benefactor's clever thinking is admirable."
The voice from before once again sounded in Zhao Jin's ear.
As the other's words fell, Zhao Jin sensed that all of his escaped clones shattered almost simultaneously.
He closed his eyes and fell into complete despair.
Those clones seed re illusions, but they secretly carried information to transmit intelligence to the outside.
So if the opponent only saw through his initial illusion and ignored the clones, they would still lose a move to him in the end.
Unfortunately, the opponent gave Zhao Jin no opportunity.
"Which Great Arhat has co here?"
Zhao Jin inquired.
"I am Wu Xuan."
A figure appeared at the other end of the long street.
The person wasn't wearing a monk robe, just a rough burlap garnt and a hood, walking barefoot on the bluestone road.
The rain soaked his clothes as he walked step by step towards Zhao Jin.
As he approached, the world created by the Rain Prison began to contract, and overwhelming pressure from all directions pressed toward Zhao Jin!
The white token hovering above Zhao Jin's head revealed a crack.
"Puh——"
Zhao Jin spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
What puzzled him was that the opponent could kill him with a single thought, why delay taking action?
Was he intentionally torturing him, inflicting more pain?
Buddhists wouldn't be so disgusting, would they?
Zhao Jin gritted his teeth and asked, "Is Hua Yanjun one of your people?"
"He wasn't before, but he can be now."
Wu Xuan's answer left Zhao Jin sowhat confused.
But he soon understood—
Underfoot no longer lay stone slabs but a jade-like, faintly glowing golden glass surface.
In the sky, colorful heavenly flowers fluttered down like sacred raindrops.
On the ground, dazzling golden lotuses blood one after another, releasing misty Spiritual Energy.
The majestic Heavenly Dragon stretched its colossal body, soaring leisurely in auspicious clouds; the sacred White Elephant, with steady steps, walked slowly from the distant peak of Suru Mountain...
In the center of this imnse, breathtaking Buddha Country, a towering, imasurable Golden Buddha Statue rose slowly from the horizon!
Initially distant, it swiftly beca overwhelmingly clear, dominating Zhao Jin's entire view, the whole world rely the Buddha's shell.
In the infinitely broad, vast Suru World, Zhao Jin felt smaller than dust, as if clinging to a speck on Buddha's fingertip!
That giant Buddha, with supre majesty and compassion, slowly lowered His head, two substantial beams of light falling on Zhao Jin.
"Ugh—!"
Zhao Jin felt struck by thunder from the Ninth Heaven, an irresistible, ocean-like torrent of will directly breaking through his heart and spirit's dike!
He finally understood Wu Xuan's statent, "Hua Yanjun wasn't one of the Buddhists, but can be now."
Because Wu Xuan wielded terrifying Divine Skills to seize one's soul and reshape will!
Hua Yanjun must have been struck by these skills on the way, already controlled.
However, these skills couldn't make a person act entirely unchanged, hence Zhao Jin feeling Hua Yanjun's Magic Dao level didn't match his impression.
Wu Xuan didn't kill Zhao Jin but wanted to control him to prevent news from leaking out, so the Da Lan Dynasty would not know Buddhists had contacted the Daluo Sect.
Zhao Jin's mind was filled with Buddhist chants, feeling his self-awareness slipping, about to be controlled by Wu Xuan's Divine Skills.
On the long street, Wu Xuan had reached the 'Rain Prison,' his gaze calm under the hood.
But the next second, his eyes showed surprise.
Behind him was another pair of bare feet stepping into the rain.
A figure erged from the void, suddenly appearing behind Wu Xuan, punching towards his back.
This punch drew in the entire wind and rain, creating a vacuum passage in the rain screen above the long street!
Splash—
Wu Xuan's body shattered, turning into a puddle of rainwater scattered on the bluestone.
The suddenly appearing figure emitted blinding golden light, body burly, upper body bare, also a monk.
Expressionless, he stepped forward, entering the 'Rain Prison' of his own accord, walking into the opponent's array.
The 'Rain Prison' had transford into Buddha Country, celestial flowers and rain falling, Wu Xuan appeared on the giant Buddha's palm, staring intently at the figure entering Buddha Country:
"Wu Che Junior Brother..."
His eyes reflected sadness that soon turned to anger.
The person entering his Buddha Country was Wu Che, once Pudu Temple's most hopeful Great Arhat to achieve Breakthrough and ascend.
This was Wu Che's second Lifebound Magic Item—the Holy Body!
Wu Che had died, and his Holy Body had fallen into soone else's hands.
Among the Great Arhats, Wu Xuan had the best relationship with Wu Che, so seeing his junior brother's Holy Body filled him with rage.
But his anger didn't rob him of reason; he had no intention to fight this Holy Body, instead choosing to imdiately retract the array and flee.
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