655: Buddha in prison, Tathagata's golden body

Boom!

Murong Ye struck the thunder bell with his palm, and a deafening chime rang out.

The lake water exploded, vibrating constantly, stirring up giant waves. The powerful force directly shattered his arm and sent him flying thirty meters.

Thirty meters away.

Murong Ye struggled to stabilize his body, a mouthful of fresh blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He glanced at his arm, a look of shock in his eyes. This monk’s strength was truly formidable.

The onlookers’ gazes also sharpened, especially Longevity Holy Son and others, whose discernment was extraordinary.

From Xie Weilou’s move just now, they could tell that this was indeed a Buddhist technique, and one that involved the path of thunder.

Among Buddhist techniques, the thunder path technique most likely to be this was the Great Thunderclap Sutra.

Could this monk really be from the Western Barrens? And truly know the Great Thunderclap Sutra?

If so, his background was indeed terrifying.

“Thunder Guidance Chapter!”

Heartless murmured to himself. This was the nascent form of the Great Thunderclap Sutra, absolutely no mistake. It seemed his previous perception had not been wrong.

Earlier, when he said Xie Weilou had a connection with him, it was because he had sensed a similar aura.

The Thunder Guidance Chapter’s power wasn’t actually very strong, but this person seemed to also grasp the Way of Thunder, which made the Thunder Guidance even more terrifying.

Xie Weilou transmitted a message to Heartless: “Brother Heartless, was the move Xie Weilou just displayed handsome? Is my hairstyle still in place?”

“...”

Heartless’s face was filled with speechlessness. Hairstyle?

You’re bald, what hairstyle do you have?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously touched his head.

Xie Weilou looked at Murong Ye: “Benefactor, how was this move of This Monk just now?”

Murong Ye said with a somber face: “It has some power, but it seems to be nothing more than that.”

Xie Weilou shook his head: “Benefactor’s understanding is rather mediocre! What This Monk just displayed was the Great Thunderclap Buddhist Dharma! Our Great Thunder Sound Temple has given birth to countless Great Emperors of old, such as amitābha Great Emperor, Shakyamuni Great Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, and so on. There are countless Imperial Laws, yet you say it’s nothing more than that?”

“...”

The more Heartless listened, the more alarmed he became. Why was he alarmed?

Because the beings Xie Weilou spoke of had no record whatsoever in the history of Western Barren Buddhism.

Even looking across the entire Heavenly Barrens, no one had mentioned these beings; it was more like such people simply didn’t exist.

But for some reason, from Xie Weilou’s words, he always felt that these figures mentioned by him seemed to truly be ancient Buddhist existences.

“Saying This Prince’s understanding is lacking?”

Murong Ye’s face darkened, and he was about to make another move.

Xie Weilou chuckled: “Just now, This Monk only used one ten-thousandth of his power. If Benefactor continues to attack, This Monk is afraid he will directly blast you apart.”

After speaking, he took a step forward, the Buddhist light on his body greatly intensified, thunder light permeated, and an even more terrifying pressure erupted. Thunder flashed around him, as if an ancient Thunder Buddha was about to emerge.

“Hmm?”

Murong Ye felt this pressure, and his heart tightened.

He subconsciously glanced around; everyone was watching the show.

If he continued to be the one to stick his neck out, he might really be annihilated, and then he wouldn't even find a place to cry.

This monk in front of him was indeed a bit strange. If he truly came from the Western Barrens, then his combat power would definitely surpass his.

Thinking of this, Murong Ye said in a deep voice: “Master’s strength is formidable, This Prince is impressed!”

After speaking, he flew directly into a pavilion.

Jian Jun of Myriad Sword Holy Land stood up. He looked at Xie Weilou with indifference, a cold killing intent flickering in his eyes: “Master’s strength is good. Why doesn’t This One ask for some pointers on Master’s superb techniques?”

Longevity Holy Son and others became interested. If Jian Jun made a move, perhaps they could test the depth of this monk.

Before knowing the true background of this monk, they dared not act rashly.

Xie Weilou’s figure moved, appearing on the lake surface. He clasped his hands together: “This Monk will naturally accompany you to the end! Buddhism has countless secret techniques; today, This Monk can let all Benefactors witness them.”

“Hmph!”

Jian Jun snorted coldly. He took a step forward, appearing on the lake surface.

Boom!

He flicked his sleeve, and the giant sword on his back unsheathed, sharply slashing towards Xie Weilou.

The giant sword was overbearing, its sword qi bone-chilling. The moment it slashed out, a huge crack appeared directly on the lake surface, and the lake water was divided on both sides.

Xie Weilou smiled gently, casually extended his hand, and the thunder light on his body greatly intensified. A Thunder Buddha instantly appeared above him. He performed the Town Artifact Technique, uttering one word: “Suppress!”

Om!

The giant sword, as it slashed, was immediately suppressed by a mysterious force. All its power dissipated, and it directly lost contact with Jian Jun.

“Hmm?”

Jian Jun’s expression changed. This sword was a Dao Artifact bestowed upon him by the Holy Land, already recognized by a drop of his blood. Yet, at this moment, this sword had actually lost contact with him. What was going on?

Xie Weilou smiled gently: “Buddhism has a peerless secret technique called Buddha’s Prison Suppression. As the saying goes, ‘Hell is not empty, I vow not to become a Buddha.’ This technique can suppress heavenly and earthly divine weapons, and it can also ferry countless departed souls.”

“I am a fake monk.”

Heartless’s eyes were filled with incomparable resentment. Did Buddhism really have such a secret technique? Why didn’t he know?

However, the name this guy mentioned, why did it feel like there was absolutely no problem with it, as if Buddhism really did have such a cultivation method?

Upon hearing this, Jian Jun fiercely lunged at Xie Weilou, throwing a punch. The punch print was monstrous, incomparably domineering, carrying the power of destruction.

Seeing this, Xie Weilou showed no fear, raising his hand to meet the punch.

Bang!

As their fists collided, Jian Jun’s body shot backward a hundred meters like a cannonball, his arm exploding into a mist of blood. He looked extremely miserable. Competing in physical strength, wasn’t this just asking for trouble?

“What? Jian Jun, who is in the Guixu Realm, was actually sent flying by his punch? And even lost an arm?”

“What kind of cultivation method is this monk practicing, with such overbearing physical strength?”

“...”

Everyone stared at Xie Weilou with horrified expressions.

Even Longevity Holy Son and Longevity Saintess’s gazes sharpened. This monk’s physical body was very strong, definitely comparable to a Dao Artifact.

How many people present could temper their physical bodies to the level of a Dao Artifact?

Xie Weilou chuckled: “Buddhism has a body-refining secret technique called Tathagata Golden Body. The strength of a single hand can destroy a Dao Artifact; it is a peerless technique of our Buddhist sect.”

“Sword Qi Universe!”

After Jian Jun stabilized his body, his eyes sharpened. He immediately formed a hand seal, and ten thousand sword qis floated around him. He controlled the ten thousand sword qis, fiercely attacking Xie Weilou.

“...”

Xie Weilou clasped his hands together, and two different flames rapidly merged between his palms.

He added a powerful seven-colored thunder force into it, then released his hands. The merged exotic flames directly transformed into a seven-colored lotus, like agate, extremely beautiful.

“This flame is our Buddhist sect’s Seven Treasures Wonderful Flame! Benefactor, be careful.”

Xie Weilou flicked his finger, and the merged exotic flame shot out, colliding with the ten thousand long swords.

Boom!

A series of explosions rang out. The heaven-burning flames swept in all directions, annihilating everything, instantly engulfing Jian Jun.

The lake water constantly evaporated, countless surrounding plum blossoms withered, and the massive mountains even developed cracks.

Xie Weilou’s divine soul power quietly erupted, directly striking Jian Jun, who was engulfed by the power of the exotic flames.

With his current divine soul strength, launching a killing blow at this moment would definitely be extraordinary. He would not be polite to the people of Myriad Sword Holy Land...