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Chapter 472 The meaning is that the poor monk will accept you today!
Above the battlefield.

Venerable Wangui looked extremely ugly, looking at Fahai not far ahead.

"I didn't expect you to come."

Venerable Wan Gui said with a pale face.

Fa Hai stared at him, twirling the rosary in one hand, and standing on his chest with the other, he said, "Do you know the poor monk?"

"I don't know, Dali enshrines, Buddha and Daoist Fahai! Hehe, your name has spread throughout the Northwest Region during this time." Venerable Wangui said in a low voice.

At this time, Fa Hai was no longer an unknown person.

Although Dali lived in a corner of the Northwest Territory, the venerables of the Xiantai realm had always attracted attention, and every time the venerables of the Xiantai realm made a move, it would cause quite a stir.

Although Fa Hai didn't take many shots, he also entered the list of major forces in the Northwest Territory.

It's a pity that Fa Hai doesn't care about these things. For him, fame is nothing but vain, and only Buddhism is the only pursuit.

"This is the first time the poor monk has heard of your name."

"But it's useless to hear about it. You should change your name in the future."

Fa Hai twirled his rosary and said with a flat face.

"What do you mean?" Venerable Wan Gui was slightly stunned, somewhat unable to understand the meaning of Fa Hai's words.

A golden light flashed in Fa Hai's eyes, he flicked the Buddhist beads in his hand, and said, "It means that the poor monk will accept you today!"

"Bold ghost cultivator, you can catch him without a fight!"

The golden light of Buddhism and Taoism flourished, and the Buddha beads turned into a stream of light and flew towards Venerable Wangui.

The Buddha beads spun slowly, and the powerful golden light shone on the sky and the earth, covering the Venerable Myriad Ghosts.

Venerable Wangui's face was pale, holding a skull in his hand, he threw it towards the prayer beads in the sky.

next moment.

The skull turned into a terrifying ghost, tearing at the prayer beads.

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Buddhas, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna Ba Makong, Da Luo Mantra!"

Holding the seal in one hand and the staff in the other, Fa Hai flew into the air.

"hateful!"

Seeing this, Wan Gui couldn't help scolding angrily.

Just now, he has experienced the power of Fahai.

There is not a small difference in strength between the two, he is only at the first level of the Immortal Realm, while Fa Hai is at the second level of the Immortal Realm, and Buddhism and Taoism also restrain ghosts.

In front of Fahai, he has almost no power to resist.

At this time, he already had the idea of ​​fleeing, but Fahai didn't give him the chance to escape.

The Zen stick is fierce, and one blow shakes the world.The majestic golden light of Buddhism covered the sky, making Venerable Wan Gui feel a strong sense of oppression.

The golden light of Buddhism and Taoism not only has a terrifying power, but also specifically overcomes evil spirits and evil spirits.

Venerable Wan Gui tried his best to block Fa Hai's Zen staff.

But before he could catch his breath, Fa Hai sneered again.

"Daluo Golden Bowl!"

The golden bowl soared into the air, enveloped it, and covered the top of Venerable Myriad Ghosts.

"Damn it, why does this bald donkey have so many fairy artifacts?"

Venerable Wan Gui was terrified, and after that, he turned into a cloud of dark wind, flickering in the air, intending to avoid the Daluo Golden Bowl.

He wanted to hide, but Fa Hai would not let him hide.

The Zen stick waved again, and with a sharp whistling sound, it ruthlessly swept towards Wan Gui.

Venerable Wangui looked up at the Zen staff, gritted his teeth, and took out a scarlet spar.

He crushed the spar violently.

Immediately, countless scarlet auras spread out, the aura was sinister, filled with a strong smell of blood, and carried a terrifying sense of death.

A punch came down suddenly.

boom!
With a bang, the fist and the Zen staff collided.

The figures of both of them flew out horizontally.

"Haha, this is the blood of the blood god, which breeds the power of the blood god, dead bald donkey, this deity wants you to die!"

Venerable Wangui roared frantically.

He is going to die.

The Blood God is an ancient god who exists in legends, and the world has rarely heard of this name.

However, as a cultivator of the Yin and Evil Way, Venerable Wangui knows the blood god very well, and he has even received a lot of inheritance from the blood god. It is a pity that the blood god's cultivation method is too harsh for him to practice, but he You can borrow some methods from the blood god, such as this blood god's essence and blood.

"Majestic Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Buddhas, World Honored One Ksitigarbha, Prajna Ba Makong, Flying Dragon in the sky."

A thousand-foot flying dragon was born out of nowhere, tumbling and swimming among the clouds in the sky.

Fahai waved his Zen stick and attacked again.

Moo~~
The dragon sings to the world, shaking the void.

The huge dragon's mouth opened, and a strong golden light gushed out.

Venerable Wangui clenched his fists tightly, and the scarlet aura condensed on the fists, and suddenly bombarded out.

Boom!
The fist collided with the golden light, and there was a roaring sound.

With this punch, Venerable Myriad Ghosts was full of confidence.

His eyes widened, staring closely at the thousand-foot golden dragon, as if he wanted to watch the scene where the golden dragon collapsed.

however.

"Dawei Tianlong!"

Fa Hai yelled violently, and the Zen stick in his hand attracted the golden dragon to come surging.

Click!

A crisp sound.

The fist condensed by the scarlet aura collapsed instantly.

Venerable Wan Gui, who was still full of anticipation, suddenly couldn't calm down.

"how is this possible?"

Boom~~
The loud noise caused the sky to tremble.

The terrifying impact made Venerable Wan Gui unable to control his body, and retreated hundreds of feet.

"Amitabha!"

Holding a Zen stick in one hand and a golden bowl in the other, Fahai is wearing a red cassock and hangs above the void.

The treasure is solemn and the golden light is shining.

There was the faint sound of chanting sutras, and the sound of a chime.

"You can't kill me!"

Venerable Wan Gui suddenly spoke.

He finally gave up, he didn't want to fight anymore.

Because he had already used his last hole card, but he couldn't hurt Fa Hai in the end.

"This deity is the guardian of the mediation of the Immortal Sect. If this deity dies, it will definitely bring disaster to Da Li."

Venerable Wan Gui said with panic on his face.

Fa Hai stared at him, did not answer his words, but threw out the golden bowl in his hand again.

He has never heard of the mediation of the Immortal Sect.

So what if you've heard of it?
Anyone who dares to do things in Dali, no matter what their origin or background, must be taken down.

As for whether it will cause trouble, that is something Fa Hai needs to consider.

He is just a monk, and reciting scriptures and reciting Buddha is his specialty. Apart from following Zheng Ming's orders, he basically doesn't care about Dali's internal affairs.

The golden bowl spun and flew up into the sky, once again covering Venerable Wangui's head.

Venerable Myriad Ghosts complexion changed drastically.

"Damn bald donkey!"

He cursed angrily.

Condensing the true energy and Taoism in the body again, trying to resist the absorption power of the golden bowl.

It's a pity that the battle just now has exhausted his mental strength and true essence.

buzzing~~
The golden bowl trembled slightly, and the swaying golden light fell on the Venerable Thousand Ghosts like rain.

No matter how much Venerable Wan Gui struggled, no matter how desperately he tried, he couldn't break away from Jin Guang's control.

"Situ donkey, just wait, Mr. Shengzun will definitely help me take revenge."

Venerable Myriad Ghosts roared.

Unwilling to be sucked into the golden bowl.

next moment.

The sky became calm, the golden bowl shrank and flew back into Fahai's hands.

"Dead bald donkey, even if the deity is dead, Dali will be buried with the deity!"

Inside the golden bowl, Venerable Myriad Ghosts was still roaring.

Fa Hai stretched out his hand, blocked the inner space of the golden bowl, and said: "Amitabha, the donor has committed a lot of sins, and the poor monk will take care of the donor."

After finishing the words, he reached out and turned over the golden bowl and put it away.

At the same time, Chi Chi flew over.

"Master, please punish me, the little monk is not doing well, and let the enemy escape."

Standing in front of Fa Hai, he bowed his head and pleaded guilty.

Fa Hai looked at him calmly, and said, "It's not your fault, it's just that the benefactor has no connection with Buddhism."

The one who escaped was Yu Nu, who was also a venerable in the Immortal Terrace Realm, his cultivation level was similar to that of the venerable Wan Gui, and he was not much different from Chi Chi. If he wanted to escape, Chi Chi really couldn't stop him.

Naturally, Fa Hai would not blame Chi Chi for this.

At this time, the battle below was also over, and Gui Xiandao was almost completely wiped out.

Zhao Yun is cleaning up the mess.

"General Zhao, why is this?" Liang Luoshi came to Zhao Yun and asked.

Until now, he is still confused and doesn't know why.

Zhao Yun said with a smile: "Lord Liang, don't worry, this matter is over, and we can go back now."

"Go back, don't you want to go to the Fairy Dynasty for peace talks?" Liang Luoshi said.

"The peace talk is fake, but it is real to lure the snake out of the hole. This plan was jointly formulated by Jin Yiwei and the Dudu Mansion, and the cabinet elder Xin Ge knew about it." Zhao Yun explained.

Liang Luoshi looked depressed.

It turned out that he couldn't figure out the situation himself.

But he was just depressed for a while, and didn't care too much.

After all, he is only the head of the Ministry of Rites, and he dare not argue with the cabinet and the Dudu Mansion.

The battle was over, and the mess was quickly cleared up. The cavalry didn't stop, and immediately turned around and returned to Lingyuan Mountain.

And not long after they left, several streaks of light flew over.

"What about people?"

Wang Chengran looked at the messy battlefield and frowned.

"They have already left!" An old man in a gray robe said in a deep voice while looking at Lingyuan Mountain.

"What's going on? Why did someone attack Dali's mission?" Wang Chengran said with an ugly expression.

His plan is to reduce Dali's vigilance through peace talks, and then draw Sui Nanguo out, so he doesn't want the peace talks between the two parties to be disrupted by others.

"The attackers are not weak. Judging from the residual aura, at least four immortal-level strongmen participated in the battle before." The old man said.

"Four, Dali has two, and the other party also has two. There are not many forces with such strength near Lingyuan Mountain."

The old man analyzed.

Wang Chengran frowned.

There is only the Lingyuan Mountain Range between Dali and the Fairy Dynasty, and there are indeed one or two Immortal Realm powerhouses in the Lingyuan Mountain Range, but those casual cultivators have already joined Dali before, so how could they attack Dali's mission.

"Could it be the Yaozu?" A thin man asked.

"There is the aura of the monster clan, but it is the sea monster clan, it should be Dali's monster clan. Judging from the remaining aura, the attacker is practicing the way of ghosts." The old man said.

"Master Wang, maybe it's the way of ghosts and immortals."

A stern look flashed in Wang Chengran's eyes, and he asked, "Didn't the ghosts and immortals disappear?"

"It just disappeared, it was not wiped out, and they are related to the old thing Wan Gui in Lingyuan Mountain. The remaining breath is very similar to Wan Gui, and it is likely to be him."

"But the old man hasn't dealt with Wan Gui for a long time, so I don't know much about his current aura."

The old man was thoughtful, and said again: "From the perspective of the breath, it is very likely that it is the way of ghosts and immortals, but Dali's side is clearly prepared, and the result of the battle should be Dali's victory. As for the specifics, the old man can't tell. "

Wang Chengran frowned, and looked in the direction of Lingyuan Mountain.

He doesn't care who attacked Dali's mission, he just wants to know if Dali will send another mission.

If Da Li terminated the peace talks because of this attack, then all his previous plans would be in vain.

(End of this chapter)