Chapter 334 Immortality

Chapter 334 Immortality

This sword was so dazzling and unparalleled that Pei Luoling and others felt their eyes sting and dared not look directly.

The vitality between heaven and earth boiled under the pull of this sword light, the white fog in the sky was cut open, and the two suns in the sky became extremely bright.

At this moment, everyone in Shangnan Fucheng saw the sword light and noticed that the sword light was directed at Monk Shanhui. Seeing this scene, different people had different moods.

Some were sitting on the wall watching, some were excited, some were elated, some were angry and anxious, and for a time, everyone in the entire Shangnanfu City was focused on this sword light.

However, no one thought that this green sword light could do anything to Shan Hui, not even the knowledgeable Pei Luoling.

After all, Shan Hui's strength had been proven as early as when he first came to Shangnan Fucheng. He was a genuine Zhen Gang Realm powerhouse.

Unless the Grandmaster takes action, no one is his opponent.

The sign of the master's action is very obvious. While gathering the vitality of heaven and earth, there will be very obvious changes in the legal principles, and there may even be a manifestation of the law.

The cyan sword light that appears now seems to be just pure zhenqi, and the degree of condensation is not as good as Zhengang. I am afraid that the person who took action is only a secret sixth grade of zhenqi realm, which is one level lower than Shanhui.

Under such circumstances, how could there be any chance of winning?

Precisely because he sensed that the essence of this cyan sword light was just the condensed vitality of heaven and earth, Shanhui always had a calm demeanor on the high platform of teaching the Dharma.

He didn't even raise his eyes, but looked at the believers in the audience with gentle eyes, clasped his hands, and said: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. If you chant the Buddha's name quietly, you can be invincible. Everyone, please look at it. Even though the light of this sword is fierce, it is poor. The monks only need to recite..."

Boom!

Before Monk Shanhui could finish his words, the green sword light had already struck down, completely covering his whole body, interrupting his words.

And after the sword light enveloped him, it quickly expanded, becoming thicker and longer, and in an instant it enveloped the entire teaching platform.

It seemed that Monk Shanhui had no ability to resist at all.

In fact, Monk Shanhui had resisted.

When the cyan sword light was about to hit him, he had already put his hands together to secretly transport the true power, mobilized the vitality of heaven and earth, and used Buddhist secrets to try to resist the sword light head-on.

What Shanhui performed was the secret sixth-level martial arts "Buddha's Light Protective Vajra Mantra" taught secretly by Kasyapa Temple.

This secret technique is definitely a first-class defensive martial arts at the Secret Sixth Grade level. With his Zhen Gang Realm martial arts practice, it can theoretically defend against most martial arts below the Fifth Grade of the sect.

However, in the face of the power of this green sword light, Monk Shanhui's body-protecting golden light only lasted for a moment before it was broken. The cyan sword light enveloped him with overwhelming force, but ordinary people and even ordinary warriors did not notice it at all. His resistance.

Zhengzhengzheng!

The sound of the sword still continued, but the green sword light no longer looked like a sword light.

In the eyes of everyone, it is more like a large blue stone roller, grinding on this high platform for teaching Dharma, trying to completely crush the monk Shanhui who was previously teaching Dharma.

The scene in front of them made the nearly 200,000 people who were listening to the lecture burst into tears. At the same time, their minds were greatly hit, and they even began to doubt life and the reality of this world.

After this period of lectures, Monk Shanhui has formed an image similar to the savior in the hearts of the listeners. He is the spiritual sustenance and hope of these nearly 200,000 people.

But now, the savior was hit by a sword light that came from nowhere, and his life or death was uncertain. This made their inner hope collapse, and their hope for the future collapsed.

Each of these people had earth-colored faces, their eyes were staring blankly at the bright green sword light, and their expressions were dull and stupid, as if they were walking zombies.

In the restaurant far away, Pei Luoling and others were already cheering.

"Ah! No!"

An extremely angry roar came from the blue sword light, and a little golden light flickered trying to struggle.

However, under the crushing power of this unparalleled green light, there was no room for resistance at all, and soon there was no sound.

Monk Shanhui was beheaded in this way.

Then the green sword light gradually faded away, and the turbulent vitality between heaven and earth returned to normal.

But the high platform for teaching the Dharma that was originally located there has been polished away, and the monk Shanhui who was sitting on it and giving the Dharma lecture has disappeared and disappeared.

It was only then that the people who had gathered here to listen to the lecture woke up from a dream. Everyone's eyes widened, with expressions of astonishment and horror on their faces.

As soon as Shanhui died, those people whose minds had been influenced by his Dharma woke up.

At the same time, they also realized how terrible their previous situation was. They actually wanted to abandon their wives and children, ignore the elderly at home, and only wanted to believe in the Buddha and listen to the teachings of Buddhism.

How can this be called a human being?

For a time, the people in Shangnanfu City were filled with rage.

If Shan Hui hadn't been wiped out physically and mentally by the cyan sword light just now, he might have been surrounded by the angry people of Shangnan Fucheng.

In the restaurant, Pei Luoling and others cheered. At the same time, they were also very curious, who had the ability to kill the powerful monk Shanhui with one sword?

When the green sword light disappeared, the figure in the sky also appeared.

This is a handsome young man wearing a Taoist robe and a jade crown, with purple electric light flashing all over his body. He was suspended high in the air, looking down at the Shangnan City below.

"Zhou Heng, it's Zhou Heng!"

Pei Luoling recognized him and said in surprise: "It's him. Is he so powerful? I remember that he has only been on the Secret Sixth Rank for less than half a year."

Hiss!

The other three people took a breath of cold air. The Secret Sixth Rank, which had broken through less than half a year, should still be in the Qi Realm. But with such a realm of cultivation, he actually killed Shanhui with one sword. It was incredible.

At this time, Zhou Heng's consciousness also sensed the existence of Pei Luoling.

But he had no time to be happy. Although Shanhui monk died, he did not relax. Instead, his eyes became more solemn and stared at the place where Shanhui monk was originally.

At the same time, he carefully sensed the changes in the laws and rules around him. He felt that something was wrong.

"Monk Shanhui is dead, there is no doubt about that. I just used the Qingyuan Sword Technique to kill him." Zhou Heng frowned and thought to himself, "But why do I have a feeling that he doesn't really die?"

Just when he was wondering, blue lotus flowers suddenly appeared where Monk Shanhui was originally, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting followed.

Monk Shanhui, who should have been completely destroyed, stepped on the lotus and walked out of the void unscathed.

"Amitabha!" Monk Shanhui put his hands together, smiled, and said to Zhou Heng in the air: "Donor, the way you greeted me just now was really unfriendly."

His sudden appearance immediately made everyone present quiet down, and they all looked at him in disbelief.

What's going on?

Hasn't he been chopped to ashes by the blue sword light just now?

How did he come back to life?

Is there really such a thing as resurrection from the dead in this world?

Unbelievable!

Zhou Heng's expression remained unchanged. Facing Shanhui who suddenly resurrected, he did not say a word or respond. He directly put his fingers together to form a sword and pointed at Shanhui.

Clang!

Amid the sound of the sword, another sword light fell, and just like before, it chopped Shanhui into pieces, destroying his body and soul.

However, when the sword light dissipated, Fanyin and Lotus appeared again.

Shanhui was resurrected again.

"Donor, give up, it's useless." Shanhui smiled and said, "I admit that your strength has indeed surpassed that of this poor monk. It is rare to have such strength at the level of the True Qi Realm, but it is impossible to kill this poor monk."

"Really?" Zhou Heng snorted and attacked again.

However, this time he did not use the Qingyuan Sword Art again, but flashed in front of Shanhui, raised his palm, and slammed it down with the power of turning the world upside down.

The world is overturned!

Zhou Heng's palm hit the top of Monk Shanhui's head firmly, and immediately knocked his head into his chest. Then his whole body was blown apart by the violent force and exploded into ashes.

Monk Shanhui died again, once again in front of the eyes of the people in Shangnan City.

But in the next moment, Monk Shanhui was resurrected again.

However, as soon as he was resurrected, before he had time to speak, a knife light wrapped in heavy thunder power came towards him, immediately splitting him in half and blasting him into charcoal.

Died again.

Then, Monk Shanhui was resurrected again... Resurrected, killed, resurrected, killed... This Monk Shanhui seemed to have countless death talismans. No matter how Zhou Heng killed him, he was resurrected in an incredible way.

It seemed that he was immortal!

Such a weird thing, whether it was ordinary people or warriors with certain knowledge, felt incredible, completely beyond everyone's imagination.

It was unbelievable.

"Give up, Mr. Zhou." Shanhui came back to life again. He put his hands together and continued to persuade Zhou Heng, "You see, I am unkillable and have an immortal golden body."

"How did you do it?" Zhou Heng frowned slightly. This time he did not kill Shanhui immediately. He planned to talk to the monk and ask about the situation.

"This is all because of my devout belief in the Buddha. I have been blessed by the infinite light, and my soul is pure and empty, without birth and death." Shanhui's eyes were gentle, with a faint smile on his lips, "Mr. Zhou, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddhist sect. Why don't you worship in the Jiaye Temple? Then you can enjoy the immortal Buddha's blessing like me."

"Buddha's blessing, immortal..." Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly looked up at the sky, where two suns were shining against each other.

One of them has the purest and most yang power, and it is golden in color. This is the power of Yan Shouyi. The other one is full of Buddhist aura, and it is green in color, showing the Zen Sanskrit sound.

"Is this how a second-grade Taoist can perform the great magical power of changing the rules?" Zhou Heng was in doubt.

Previously, he had confirmed that Shanhui's resurrection was not from secret methods or death-substitution talismans by killing Shanhui again and again, compared with these Taoist magic talismans.

The resurrection of monk Shanhui is more like being affected by some special rules.

It's as if someone has made a rule in the dark, such as "As long as Shanhui is killed, he will be resurrected immediately on the spot."

The resurrection of monk Shanhui follows this rule.

Admittedly, such a rule is not reasonable at all. Even the great powers of heaven and man cannot force such a rule, but it may not be the case for the great powers of the second-grade Taoist.

Zhou Heng didn't know much about the second-grade Dao Lord, but even with such a limited understanding, he knew that the Dao Lord had condensed the Tao seed and gathered all the legal principles and rules under the Tao seed. It could indeed be done to a certain extent. Change the legal rules of a local area.

The person who was facing off against Yan Shou at this moment was a second-grade expert from Kasyapa Temple.

With this powerful supernatural power, it is probably not difficult to formulate rules such as the resurrection of Kasyapa Temple disciples on the spot.

However, being unable to be killed does not mean that it cannot be dealt with.

"The donor is silent, is he thinking about ways to kill me?" Monk Shanhui smiled and said: "Give up, you have killed me so many times before, you should already know that I cannot be killed."

"How does it feel to be killed?" Zhou Heng suddenly asked.

At the same time, he took action again and killed monk Shanhui.

Then Monk Shanhui came to life again and was killed by him again.

Zhou Heng tried this for more than twenty times. After obtaining dozens of copper blessing bags, he finally saw a look of exhaustion flash across the face of the newly resurrected Shan Huihui.

Even if it was just a fleeting moment, Zhou Heng noticed this change in expression.

This is what he has been waiting for!

The body may not be killed, the soul can be reunited, and even the mental memory can be restored to achieve the effect of resurrection, but as long as Shanhui's knowledge of himself is continuous, his spirit will feel tired sooner or later.

However, under normal circumstances, this level of fatigue will have no effect.

Even if Shan Hui is exhausted to the extreme and suffers a mental breakdown and dies, under the influence of this special rule that can be continuously resurrected, it has no real meaning.

Therefore, Zhou Heng had another purpose.

The act of killing Shan Hui continued, and Shan Hui continued to be resurrected. Such an infinite cycle made even the people around him feel numb.

After another resurrection, the tiredness on Shan Hui's face was very obvious, and his mental state was extremely poor.

"Donor, it's useless for you to do this." Shanhui could no longer hold his breath and said, "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and there is only one shore when you turn back. The poor monk advises the donor to turn back as soon as possible and convert to Buddhism, otherwise he may go to hell in the future."

"Whether I go to hell or not, I'm afraid it's not up to you to decide." Zhou Heng smiled and said, "Now that things have happened, master, you should worry about yourself."

"What can the donor do to me?" Shanhui snorted coldly. He was about to continue saying something, but he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He suddenly felt that his thinking was starting to become sluggish, and he was losing control of his body, as if another powerful force had intervened to control his mind and body.

Puppetry!

This is one of the gains Zhou Heng brought back after his possession came to another world.