Kick a man when he is down

  Watching Hui Ku working hard to expel the impure blood, Lin Feng's face was beaming with a bright smile.

  Kick a dog when it's down, always makes people feel happy.

  His apprentice apparently had the same idea as him. Xiao Yan saw this scene and rubbed his fists: "This bald thief will have his day today."

  Lin Feng said: "Little Yanzi, also give your Thunderbolt Zen to Master."

  Xiao Yan took out the Thunderbolt Zen as requested and handed it over to Lin Feng, who grasped the Thunderbolt Zen with one hand and quietly pulled out a golden paper containing the Earth Storage True Scripture with the other. He calmly sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power flowing from both objects.

  When he was previously practicing the Thunderbolt Meditation, he felt that something was amiss with the golden paper, but didn't pay much attention to it. Now, after careful observation, Lin Feng could confirm that there was a faint resonance between the two objects.

  Lin Feng thought for a moment, and he already had an idea in his mind. He called over two of his disciples, and handed the Thunderclap Meditation to Xiao Yan, while giving the Golden Paper to Xiaodi.

  "Today, I'll exercise you a bit. Later on, as your master, I won't easily take action and will only provide backup." Lin Feng said nonchalantly, Xiao Yan and Xiaodi exchanged a glance and swallowed their saliva at the same time.

  Xiao Yan hesitated and said, "Master, you can't be asking just the two of us to deal with that bald thief, right? Although he's a fallen dog now, he was still a Foundation Establishment cultivator after all. That aside, his magical artifact is too powerful - I wouldn't stand a chance even if there were a hundred of me."

  Xiao Budian's eyes rolled around and looked at the golden paper in his hand: "Master, you have a way, right?"

  Lin Feng felt a little guilty, after all, plans were just plans, and they were based on his speculation, he didn't dare to guarantee success.

  But on the surface, Lin Feng still looked like he had everything under control. He glanced at Xiao Yan and said, "Learn from your junior brother, if it's something you're not sure about, would I let you do it?"

  Xiao Yan pouted and didn't say anything.

  Lin Feng smiled and said, "That monk doesn't need you to worry, the test I gave you is to break his Twenty-Four Heavenly Arhat Formation. The things I'll give you are the objects that will break the formation. Later, you just follow my instructions and breaking the formation will be a simple matter."

  The two apprentices were in high spirits, clenching their fists and rubbing their palms as they gazed at Hui Ku in the distance. They had been bullied by Hui Ku in Tianjing Fang City and would have been caught if not for the timely arrival of the city patrol horsemen.

  Xiao Yan was even more fearful, this great monk, who could lay hands on the relics of his own sect's ancestors, might not hesitate to torture him in order to force out the secrets of the Ming Wang Quan.

  Previously, he was in a fierce battle with someone and didn't forget to release the snake to capture him. This person did not die, and Xiao Yan's heart was uneasy.

  Lin Feng thought for a moment, planning everything out carefully before leaving with Xiao Yan and Xiaodot.

  Wisdom was being tortured by the pain of polluted blood, and he was also unlucky. He had just arrived at the Earth Palace and hadn't been there for long when he encountered a strong gust of wind that sent everyone flying. Huang San intervened, causing chaos in the void, which made the space inside the entire Earth Palace become chaotic and disordered.

  Hui Ku was directly transported to the space above the You Ming Blood River and fell straight into the turbulent polluted blood water.

  Daleiyin Temple was one of the three sacred places in Tianyuan years ago. Although it has been destroyed now, the disciples who came out of it are all extraordinary. Hui Ku recognized Youming Blood River at first glance and couldn't help but feel bitter in her heart, not daring to release the Sarira.

  Don't look at these sarira as the relics of the great Buddhist masters of the past, once stained with polluted blood, they immediately lose their spiritual energy and become useless things.

  It took the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, but fortunately, he didn't fall directly into the bloody river. However, his body was stained with a lot of blood water, and more than half of his Buddhist powers were instantly polluted, leaving him struggling to hold on.

  He used the Buddha's light to protect his body, preventing the polluted blood from further contaminating himself, while hurriedly activating the unmoving Ming Wang's technique to refine the Buddha fire and burn away the polluted blood, but it was progressing extremely slowly.

  Wisdom's bitter heart was annoyed: "If it were the complete version of the Unmoving Bright King's mantra, cultivating the true Unmoving Bright King's rage fire would certainly be able to deal with these polluted blood. Although the Unmoving Bright King's rage fire is not one of the seven great true fires, this Blood River is just a small tributary of the Netherworld Blood Sea and not the purest Blood River true water."

  "Buddha, oh Budddha! Your disciple has devoted his heart to you, why must he suffer such great calamity? Is it that even the Buddha would blame your disciple for burning the relics of his elders?" Hui's bitter heart raged: "No, I did this also to glorify our Buddhist sect. Even if those elders refuse to forgive me, the Buddha will surely understand me!"

  Thinking of his lost Thunderbolt Zen and the hard-earned Spirit Python that was killed, Hui Ku became even more furious, vowing to capture Xiao Yan and make the person who killed his spirit pet and stole his artifact pay with their life.

  Huì Kǔ was suddenly confronted with a young Taoist in white robes and wide sleeves, wearing a feathered crown, behind whom he saw Xiao Yan.

  Lin Feng looked at the angry gaze of Hui Kuo and said calmly: "Great monk, what are you staring at? Since you made things difficult for my disciple back then, it was destined that you would suffer this calamity today."

  Hui Ku hummed and said, "You are this young man's master, did you teach him the Unmoving Bright King's Fist? This is a secret transmission of my Daliyin Temple, where did you learn it from? Quickly return it to me, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite!"

  Lin Feng slowly shook his head: "You monks are indeed arrogant, today you should be taught a lesson."

  Huì Kǔ's face turned gloomy because he found himself completely unable to see through Lín Fēng's cultivation. According to Huì Kǔ's understanding, this meant that Lín Fēng's cultivation was even higher than his own.

  At this thought, Huike did not dare to be presumptuous and shouted in a low voice: "You Taoist, I will now transcend you!" He came up with his killer move, throwing out 24 sarira beads, shining brightly in the dark underground.

  "Twenty-Four Arhats Formation, activate!"

  Buddha's light flickered, Sanskrit chanting was endless in the ears, frankincense filled the air, on the banks of the dark river, a large Buddha's light canopy covered nearly 100 square meters, enveloping Lin Feng and his three disciples along with Hui Ku together.

  In the Buddha's light, figures overlapped, twenty-four golden Arhats over ten zhang tall slowly walked out, appearing in Lin Feng and his two companions' line of sight.

  The majestic and powerful aura of the twenty-four Foundation Establishment cultivators was like a boundless ocean, pressing down on Lin Feng, who almost had the urge to raise his hands in surrender.

  Lin Feng composed himself and still looked at his two disciples with a calm expression: "Look at you guys."

  Xiao Yan and Xiao Wu nodded together, rushing into the Buddha's light, with the protection of the Golden Light Arhat and the Golden Paper. The mental pressure brought by the Golden Light Arhat had little effect on them.

  Seeing this scene, Lin Feng knew he was probably right.

  In Buddhism, Taoism and other religions, even if different types of instruments are used, they often produce resonance with each other to some extent, which can cancel each other out.

  Especially those twenty-four golden Arhats, who actually have no thoughts of their own and are only acting on instinct under the manipulation of Huī Kǔ. However, with Huī Kǔ busy defending against the invasion of polluted blood, this formation has somehow come to regard Xiāo Yān and his companion as its own people.

  Although Hui Ku was determined to resist the invasion of the polluted blood, he still gave orders to Jin Guang Luohan. In an instant, twenty-four giants, each ten feet tall, took big strides towards Lin Chong. To say nothing of their cultivation level being that of foundation-building monks, just their height and volume alone were enough to shock people.

  A golden light arhat rushed forward, his large hand directly covering Lin Feng's head, a majestic and powerful force pressed down, Lin Feng felt that the space around him was completely locked up, even the air was solidified.

  A strong gust of wind hits your face, but the dust on the ground can't be blown up at all, and is completely pressed down.

  Lin Feng took a deep breath, his feet firmly on the ground, and his entire body's spiritual energy was circulating at full speed. The Daoist technique he was using was neither the Jiutian Tianlei Zheng Fa nor the Budong Mingwang Jue, nor was it the Cangming Changhe Jue.

  Lin Feng's operating Taoist method was originally supposed to be Zhu Yi's Di Zang True Scripture.

  Cang Ming's Long River Secret didn't let him off, and it's even more impossible to let go of this Buddhist top-level Taoist method that is on the same level as the unmoving Ming Wang Secret.

  Although he didn't attain the invincible divine power of a golden body, Lin Feng had at this moment gained some insight into the true meaning of "remaining as still and unshakeable as the earth, with thoughts as deep and mysterious as a secret treasure".

  At this moment, Lin Feng is like the vast and boundless earth, silently bearing all things in the world. No matter how violent and overbearing you are, I remain unmoved!

  Jinguang Luohan's movements slowed down slightly, he was the Sheli child refined by the great power of Buddhism. Although there was no thinking or consciousness at this moment, some fragmented memories that penetrated deep into his soul still existed.

  He felt that his target of attack seemed to be fellow Buddhists and Taoists, which made him very resistant.

  Wisdom's bitter heart also rose with a sense of response, and he was suddenly stunned: "This... this is the true scripture of Ksitigarbha! How can a Taoist know so many secret Taoist methods from our great Lei Yin Temple? Could it be that he is actually also a Buddhist, disguising himself as a Taoist to conceal his true identity?"

  Just as I was perplexed, another sense of foreboding arrived, and it turned out that someone actually tried to collect a certain Sarira as an array eye.

  Hui Ku suddenly became furious: "Two little beasts, how dare you!"