"Purple golden bowl, trapped magic bead, gale futon, wooden fish..."

"It belongs to the incompetent monk, he is not dead yet!"

Ji Boyi and Fang Qinghua's eyes suddenly turned cold as sharp as swords, but the shock in their hearts could not be concealed on their faces.

"Stop it!"

With a loud shout, the two of them withdrew their swords in unison, and the dense sword energy intertwined into a net, intercepting the seven spiritual treasures that were blooming with superb Buddha light.

"Namo Amitabha!"

A Buddha's call that seemed to come from the deepest part of his heart caused the seven Buddhist spiritual treasures to erupt with blazing brilliance like the sun, forcefully breaking open the sword nets arranged by the two innate sword embryos.

Amidst the loud "boom", Ji Boyi felt an unstoppable force rushing towards him, which made his right hand holding the sword shake involuntarily and almost let go.

"How is it possible that the innate sword embryo is also a pinnacle spiritual treasure and can't stop it?"

Compared to him, Fang Qinghua was even worse. His meridians were injured in the hard fight, but now the sword network connecting his mind was broken, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth again. The pure white sword in his hand continued to flow.

It trembled, as if it was about to break.

"Two benefactors, let me remember this golden body of the poor monk on your heads first. Next time we meet, I hope that the sword embryos in your hands can stop the 'Seven Treasures of Demon Subduing'!"

A word came from nowhere and fell softly into the ears of Ji Boyi and Fang Qinghua. It seemed to come from an eminent monk, and a calm and pure Zen feeling suddenly arose in their hearts.

"It turns out they are the seven Buddha treasures used to subdue demons and Arhats. If you can't do it, you'll be lucky."

After Fang Qinghua heard this, he spoke coldly, and then wisps of bright and sharp sword energy emerged from the pores and acupuncture points of his body, forcing a circle of clear Buddha's light out of his body.

"Huh?"

Seeing his movements, Ji Boyi's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, and the "Star Tribulation Immortal Body" started to operate, and he found that the smallest part of his divine body was unknowingly entwined with traces of Buddha's light.

"That's quite careless!"

I secretly thought in my heart that when the starlight lights up, all the Buddha light that does not belong to me will be expelled from the body.

In the dream world, Ji Youyi is an Arhat, with profound Buddhist teachings and a golden body. Unknowingly, he is already familiar with the existence of Buddha's light, so he was careless this time and was invaded by this method.

"Next time, let's decide the winner!"

Ji Boyi was the first to speak, letting go of his right hand holding the sword, and the power of the cave absorbed the innate sword embryo. The mana accumulated in his body slowly dissipated.

There was a "clang" sound as the long sword was sheathed, and Fang Qinghua's face was expressionless. He knew his situation. Although the sword sect's secret method was wonderful, after all, he was one level different from Ji Boyi. If he continued to fight, he would just lose.

Since Ji Boyi opened his mouth to give him a chance, he would not be so stubborn that he would continue to fight.

And, most importantly...the incompetent monk is not dead yet!

"I wonder who the 'Demon-Suppressing Arhat' mentioned by Brother Fang is?"

Listening to Fang Qinghua's tone, it seemed that he knew the origins of the seven Buddhist treasures just now, Ji Boyi couldn't help but ask.

"It's no wonder you don't know. This Arhat who lived in the Bodhi Courtyard thousands of years ago was a peak master who blossomed with supreme brilliance in the age of great strife. However, because of his good relationship with the Human Emperor Shao Yong, he was

Xuanzong was forced to retire."

"According to rumors, the Demon-Suppressing Arhat possesses seven Buddhist treasures obtained from the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, including a golden bowl, rosary beads, futon, wooden fish, cassock, tin staff, and incense burner. Each one has incredible power. Even the most precious ones

On a Buddhist treasure, part of the mythical martial arts "Amitabha Sutra" is also recorded."

"Just now I only saw the incompetent monk using the golden bowl, rosary beads, futon, and wooden fish. I didn't expect them to be the seven portable Buddha treasures used by Arhat to subdue demons. I didn't realize it until just now."

"What surprised me even more was that his cultivation had actually condensed the relics, and the golden body he released was so lifelike that I even thought it was real!"

After Ji Boyi heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and thought about the key points in his mind.

In Buddhist practice, the condensed relics are equivalent to the golden elixir of Taoism. In the dream world, Ji Game has thoroughly understood the third level of the wisdom treasure. In terms of cultivation, he has already greatly surpassed the true body in Kun's virtual world.

As for a master of the Dao Jindan level, coupled with the seven kinds of Buddhist treasures of the Heavenly Forbidden level, if he faced each other head-on, he might not be his opponent.

"No wonder this monk is familiar with the 'Plum Blossom Restriction' and the 'Huangji Jingshi Formation'. This makes sense."

During the Great War ten thousand years ago, in the legends of later generations, more and more people paid attention to the magnificent epic legend of Emperor Shao Yong's life. He alone overshadowed everyone's glory, even Emperor Xuan

Such an astonishing talent, known as the talent of an emperor, eventually faded into obscurity.

Arhat Who Subdues Demons is indeed a rather unfamiliar name. It is so unfamiliar that even a well-read person like Ji Boyi has never heard of it.

But why did Fang Qinghua know?

Subconsciously, Ji Game thought of this question.

"Brother Fang, I wonder what your plans are next?"

Regarding the doubts in his heart, Ji Boyi did not ask any questions, but gently changed the subject.

"The 'Immortal Grass' was born in these days. I want to adjust myself to the best condition. Then we will have a good competition!"

After Fang Qinghua finished speaking, he had transformed into a light and was about to leave. Ji Boyi did not stop him and watched him leave. Even though he still had many questions to ask him.

For example, in the world of Emperor Tian that day, the final victory or defeat between him and Yu Shenxiao, and... the Qing Emperor's son!

"Now that we are on this ancestral continent, and there are Canglong survivors who are banned outside, there will always be a day when we encounter them."

The faint words were scattered in the howling wind, and Ji Boyi turned into a starlight and left the place.

As the two of them stopped, Zuzhou suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere.

Ji Boyi personally slaughtered Taiyu, the leader of the Seven Heavenly Demon Sect, in front of the Human Palace, raising his reputation to the pinnacle. It also surprised countless monks who originally thought that the Star Palace had fallen into decline, and they couldn't help but re-examine it.

In a way, Huang Lao's goal has been achieved. If Fang Qinghua hadn't gone crazy later and killed two masters of the Seven Heavenly Demon Sect with a sword at the level of Dao Jindan, I'm afraid he would have been named the number one among the younger generation of the Three Daos.

Everyone has put it on Ji Boyi's head.

"The number one among the younger generation? Isn't there another Qingdi son?"

Ji Boyi, who was stationed at the Star Palace in Fangshi, listened to Jing Huaying’s report and said lightly.

"The ice fields of the North Country do not belong to the three realms. Young Palace Master, your reputation now resounds throughout the entire ancestral continent, which has greatly increased the face of our Star Palace."

A joyous smile appeared on Jing Huaying's pretty face. After the Star God Rebellion, the disciples of the Star Palace were always looked at with pity and even looked at with greedy eyes. There was no way to express the ostracism and humiliation they received in daily life.

Unlike now, when the monks come out and see the star clothes on their bodies, they all have expressions of solemn respect. When trading with others, they can get the best discounts. It would be a blessing if they were not harsh in the past.

The source of all these changes is the young man in front of him with a calm face and deep eyes.

This is an ordinary courtyard. Ji Boyi is sitting at the head of the hall. Several disciples from Xinggong stand in front of him, reporting to him the information about the market in the past few days.

After hearing his current name, he just smiled lightly, without any trace of pride between his brows.

In his opinion, such a false reputation is not worth mentioning.

He would never be able to deceive himself or others. If Qing Dizi, who had only heard of his name but not of his person, told him, he would not be sure he could kill an unfathomably incompetent monk.

Among the younger generation, apart from the famous murderer like Fang Qinghua, there are also many strange people who hide their names and hide their cultivation like incompetent monks.

For example, Yu Hongchang, who has the Thunder Cloud Capital in hand, is not absolutely sure of winning it.

"Only those who have achieved the realm of the Second Ancestor and the Three Emperors can be said to be 'number one'. Otherwise, even Li Qingting would not dare to say that he is invincible!"

With these things in mind, Ji Boyi didn't pay attention to the excitement on the faces of the Xing Palace disciples.

"By the way, Young Palace Master, there is something that I don't know how to say?"

At this moment, a look of hesitation appeared on Jing Huaying's face, which made Ji Boyi raise his eyebrows and gently put down the tea cup in his hand.

"explain!"

Jing Huaying's delicate body trembled at her unreasonable words, and then she spoke out the news she had received.

"Since the young palace master killed Taiyu, the people of the Seven Heavens Demon Sect retreated with the moon dance of the Taiyin Demon Sect. However, they were killed by a mysterious man on the road. Two other elders of the Dao Jindan were killed. Some righteous monks saw it.

opportunity, we join forces to hunt down the remaining disciples of the Demon Sect. It is said that there were heavy casualties!"

After hearing this, Ji Boyi slowly opened his squinted eyes, and his deep eyes revealed a hint of unspeakable expression.

"There are few who offer help in times of trouble, but there are quite a few who add insult to injury! In this case, if there are more people who want to kill them all, I guess the Seven Heavens Demon Sect will not put this debt on my head!"

With these words, Jing Huaying and other Star Palace disciples already knew what to do.

"But Young Palace Master, you made a promise to Tai Yu!"

In the end, Yan Yuan was an honest man, and he hesitated to speak out as a reminder. For monks, you must let your thoughts be clear. Once you violate the promises you make, you may leave irreparable inner demons in your future cultivation.

Even if you really don't care, it will still leave traces in your subconscious, and it will almost definitely explode when you finally pass through the catastrophe.

Therefore, monks will not make promises easily. Once they make a promise, they will try their best to complete it.

If Ji Game does this, it will be detrimental to his future practice!

"Brother Yan, Taiyu just wants me to let one person go. Even if the rest are dead, don't worry."

Although Ji Game's words were not stated clearly, everyone knew the implicit meaning.
Chapter completed!