"Ouch!!"

The countless demon gods in the demonic energy group were wailing in fear, and seemed to be restrained by the golden light. Slowly, under the golden light, even the demonic energy group dissipated a lot.

The faintly circulating dimensional channel is gradually closing.

"You can't hold on much longer! Just wait for our clan to come, and everything will be destroyed by then..."

The demon gods in the dimensional passage roared one after another and slowly disappeared between heaven and earth.

"This Demon Subduing Pestle seems to be a spiritual treasure. However, the function of a spiritual treasure that needs to be driven by blood is too narrow..." Not far away, Yang Yunfan took a deep look at the little monk Fazhen.

After just squeezing out a drop of blood, the young monk Fazhen's face was already extremely pale.

Obviously, in order to drive the demon-conquering pestle just now, the price he paid must not be small, not only his blood, but also his vitality.

…

Go all the way down the passage.

Yang Yunfan clearly remembered that they passed by eighteen magic-sealing formations.

Every formation has been damaged to varying degrees, and the demon gods will rush out at any time.

However, the demon-subduing pestle in the hands of Monk Fazhen is indeed extraordinary. Everywhere he goes, as long as he activates the demon-subduing pestle, he can drive away all the demons.

However, the price paid by Monk Fazhen was too high!

"Fazhen, let me help you."

Monk Jingguang looked at young monk Fazhen and sighed.

Along the way, as he kept driving the magic pestle, Monk Fazhen's originally handsome face had become as wrinkled as an orange peel, and his tall and straight body gradually became rickety, like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

He is old and dying.

"Thank you, great uncle!"

Monk Fazhen was not polite and was supported by Monk Jingguang calmly.

He smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that the ban was so damaged. If I had known this, the young monk would have eaten more, and now he will not be weak..."

This young monk's life span is exhausted and he will die at any time. However, he is optimistic and does not think death is so terrible. At this time, instead of frowning, he is smiling.

"Thank you for your hard work, Fazhen!"

The face of the great monk Jingguang was also quite moved.

He patted Fazhen's withered arm, looked at the golden water curtain-like ripples in front of him, and said, "Don't worry, the Patriarch is inside, and he will never sit idly by!"

"Um!"

A smile broke out on Fazhen's dry face.

Patting Fazhen's arm slightly as encouragement, Monk Jingguang turned to look at Yang Yunfan and said: "Master Yang, please give the Vajra Seal to the two junior brothers of the poor monk. They will join hands to open the Vajra Buddha Kingdom!"

"good!"

Yang Yunfan handed over a small golden seal in his arms.

He felt that Monk Jingguang was simply superfluous. Since he had already known that the Vajra Seal was used to open the Vajra Buddha Kingdom, why should he leave it to him? Wouldn't it be better for them to keep it?

However, as soon as this idea came into his mind, the next moment, Yang Yunfan saw two old monks pointing the Vajra Seal at the ripples of the water curtain, shaking it at will, and then returned the Vajra Seal to him again.

Seeing Yang Yunfan's strange expression, one of the old monks reminded him, "Master Yang, every Vajra Seal contains a breath of the Immovable Buddha. There is a high probability that it can be turned into a spiritual treasure. Please be careful.

custody!"

"oh?"

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan suddenly became interested.

I didn’t expect Vajra Buddha to be so generous. Before I even met him, he gave me a spiritual treasure-level treasure as a gift!

After doing all this, Monk Jingkong took a step forward, clasped his hands, and prayed with great respect: "Amitabha, my disciple Jingkong has something to ask for, please have mercy on me..."

"good!"

In the void, a grand and old voice resounded.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."

At the same time, Yang Yunfan discovered that the Vajra Seal on his hand flashed with a strong golden light. In the golden light, the phantom of the Buddha gradually emerged.

The Buddha lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, looking compassionate.

At this time, the Buddha's hands were constantly changing. Every time they changed, the ripples of the light curtain in front of everyone circulated.

The speed of the Buddha's hand seals was extremely fast. After making eighteen consecutive hand seals, Yang Yunfan suddenly felt that the world around him had solidified instantly!

His eyes seemed to be blurry...

The next moment, eighteen handprints flashed before his eyes again and again, like a movie rewinding.

At the end...

Bang bang bang!

The eighteen handprints were continuously superimposed, forming strange changes. In the void, there was a small golden seal, which slowly condensed and formed.

This small seal of nothingness is almost exactly the same as the small seal in Yang Yunfan's hand.

"Rumble..."

The small seal of nothingness emits light, which is very similar to the water curtain ripples. It is emitted layer by layer, and finally forms the resonance of the water curtain ripples.

There was a huge ripple in the space. In front of everyone, in the void, a door that did not exist before slowly opened, revealing a mysterious world.

call out!

As soon as the door opened, a young monk wearing a golden monk's robe, his whole body as if made of gold, flew out of the door and landed in front of everyone.

His muscles are well-proportioned and his figure is strong. He is a combination of strength and beauty, and his body is filled with a special aura of the original law. Apart from being golden in color, he is no different from an ordinary monk of the Holy Mountain Temple.

"I've seen the Dharma Protector Arhat!"

Several eminent monks of the Jing generation from Shenshan Temple immediately bowed respectfully after seeing this monk.

"I've met all of you, senior brothers!"

The golden-bodied Arhat clasped his hands together and returned the greeting.

The next moment, his eyes moved, he glanced at Yang Yunfan, and said: "The distinguished guests have come from afar, and the Buddha specially ordered the monk to come and greet them.

After saying that, he stepped aside half of his body, bowed to Yang Yunfan and said: "Distinguished guest, please!"

"Buddha is too kind!"

Yang Yunfan responded casually.

At this time, his eyes were staring at this golden Arhat, sparkling and curious. Not surprisingly, this golden Arhat should be a special being!

However, the aura on his body was infinitely close to that of flesh and blood, his facial features were lifelike, and his behavior was exactly the same as that of an ordinary monk.

Yang Yunfan had seen the flame life under the sect of Lord Fire Cloud, the earth life under the sect of Yukong God, and the water life under the sect of Lord Qingye...

However, those special beings do not look like humans and can be distinguished at a glance!

Only this special being under the Immovable Buddha's sect is very much like the legendary "Eighteen Shaolin Bronze Men".

"interesting!"

Yang Yunfan became more and more curious about the Immovable Buddha.
Chapter completed!