Chapter 295 I Want to Ask
If you don't know how to use magic weapons properly, they will only backfire, or even self-destruct, killing people and objects around them.
In order to find a way to use this 'Immortal Binding Rope', Chenguang Temple put a lot of effort into it.
At that time, the high monks of Chenguang Temple went to the ruins of Shushan Sword School in person to excavate. Three generations of monks spent more than fifty years digging through almost the entire mountain. They managed to find some fragmentary information about the method of controlling the Immortal Binding Rope from the ruins of Shushan. After more than ten years of careful experiments and the loss of several lives, they finally found the trick.
Then the Immortal Binding Rope became the Three Treasures Rope of Buddhism.
Huiguang was not worried at first that Lu Sen would get the Three Treasures Rope in his hands. In other words, he was hoping that the other party would use this magic weapon.
To be honest, he was quite confident before, but when facing Lu Sen and Yang Jinhua at the same time, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Lu Sen was well-known, and everyone knew that he was very powerful, after all, he was called a half-immortal.
But most people don’t know that when it comes to pure combat power, Bilian and Yang Jinhua are actually higher.
At this time, the magic weapon to deal with the enemy was in the opponent's hand and could be used, which shocked Huixin extremely.
However, his concentration was quite good, his expression was neither light nor dull, just normal. He pushed his hands forward, and the golden light of Buddhism blocked the golden chain that was binding him.
“Donor Lu, you can actually use my Buddhist treasure, which just shows that you are destined to be with my Buddhist sect.” Although the magic weapon was taken away, Huiguang still maintained the attitude of a great monk. He bowed with one hand and smiled, “Why should we still be greedy for the worldly vanity, beautiful and beautiful skeleton, come back to Chenguang Temple with me, and chant sutras in front of the Buddha from now on, isn’t it better!”
When Yang Jinhua heard this, she became even more angry. She turned into a ball of fire again and charged forward.
However, Hui Xin didn't know what kind of Buddhism he was practicing. He pushed forward with one hand, and a wall of golden light appeared, blocking the Bifang lotus fire outside.
Unable to rush in, Yang Jinhua jumped out of the flames again and looked ahead fiercely.
"Don't worry, Garuda. I didn't say I would separate you from Mr. Lu." Hui Xin took out a golden pestle and placed it in the palm of his left hand. He said, "If you join my Buddhist sect, you can become Mr. Lu's mount forever. Isn't it better not to share it with others?"
As he spoke, the golden pestle in his hand actually began to emit a faint golden light.
This golden light shone into Yang Jinhua's eyes, causing her to lose her mind instantly. She felt that what the monk said seemed to make some sense.
If the husband really belongs to her alone... But then Lu Sen walked up and put his hand in front of her.
Yang Jinhua suddenly woke up and stepped back.
Upon seeing this, Hui Xin immediately directed her golden light towards Lu Sen.
Just like before, golden light also shone into Lu Sen's eyes, but he was not affected at all. He immediately stabbed with his sword, carrying the air column formed by the thick Taiyi Hunyuan true Qi, and collided with the opponent.
The whistling sword energy came whistling, and Hui Xin had to put away the golden pestle and push up the golden light wall with one hand to block Lu Sen's Taiyi Qi in front of her.
Both sides took two steps back.
Hui Xin took the golden pestle into her arms, clasped her hands together, and said with a smug smile, "It's said in the world that Master Lu is a half-immortal and invincible in the world. It seems... that's just the case!"
In the eyes of the world, Lu Sen is very strong and powerful, so before coming, Huixin had made preparations and had a backup plan in case she could not defeat Lu Sen.
But now it seems that Lu Sen's title of Zhenren is indeed well-deserved, but it seems that he was mostly praised by others.
However, in the face of Huixin's sarcasm, Lu Sen smiled happily.
Huixin looks like a Buddhist monk at first glance, the kind who can convince others with his virtue. He is probably the sweeping monk in Buddhism. But what am I?
A young man who has just learned martial arts for about 5 years.
But he was able to confront the opponent head-on. The most important thing was that Lu Sen still had a lot of good things in his hands that he had not released.
The long sword in his hand is just a simple standard weapon.
"I am still young, so naturally I am not as powerful as this master." Lu Sen put the sword into the system backpack and said with a smile, not looking nervous at all.
Seeing this, Hui Xin thought that Lu Sen had given up resistance. She was overjoyed in her heart, but her face was solemn: "Master Lu, are you planning to put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now?"
If Lu Sen gave up Taoism and turned to Buddhism, then Buddhism would always dominate Taoism.
Lu Sen raised his eyebrows slightly and took out a long sword from the system backpack.
Different from the previous simple long sword, this long sword not only has a longer blade, but also has an exaggerated shape and appearance.
There are gorgeous gems of various colors on the hilt, and there are bright green lines on the sword.
This is the real magic weapon produced by the synthesis of high-level equipment.
It also requires a piece of spiritual brick as an 'ingredient' to make it.
Belongs to the category of spiritual sword.
Seeing this long sword, Hui Xin, who always liked to greet people with a smile, finally changed his expression.
"How can a magic sword appear in this world where there is no immortal energy?" Hui Xin was shocked at first, then became greedy, with a burning look in her eyes: "Donor Lu, you have this Buddhist affinity, and you still say that you are not a demon listening to the Buddha's teachings?"
Lu Sen admired the other party's courage. He was obviously greedy for his "opportunity" and "magic weapon", but he did not forget to find a legitimate reason for himself.
"Demon?" Lu Sen slowly unsheathed his long sword. "In my eyes, you are the demon. You are full of greed, anger, and resentment. What kind of Buddha and Dharma are you practicing?"
"If you don't join my sect, how can you understand the subtleties of my Buddhist teachings?" Hui Xin only looked at the long sword in Lu Sen's hand: "Master Lu, are you still unwilling to return with me?"
As he spoke, the monks around him slowly gathered around.
The generals on Lu Sen's side had already left.
Looking at the scene where the encirclement had already formed, Hui Xin smiled and said, "Master Lu, you seem to be unpopular. All your subordinates have left."
In fact, it was Lu Sen who asked them to leave, because the current situation was no longer something the family generals could get involved in.
Moreover, these family generals did not actually go far , and were still evacuating the surrounding crowd and onlookers.
Lu Sen did not leave the other party's taunting and provoking. He turned his head and said to Yang Jinhua beside him: "You fly up first, and come down after I finish fighting, and clean up the mess."
"Sir, please be careful." Yang Jinhua nodded obediently, then immediately jumped into the air. The red Bifang wings spread out behind her, and she flew into the air and hovered.
Although the Bifang spirit beast can indeed fly, Yang Jinhua still cannot fully utilize its "performance", mainly because the spiritual energy in its body is still not enough.
After all, her qualifications were not actually very suitable for cultivation, and they were mainly forced together by resources.
Looking at Yang Jinhua flying high in the sky, Hui Xin smiled and said, "Master Lu, are you not going to resist anymore?"
"What do you think?"
Huixin was a little confused, and his instinct was that something was wrong.
Lu Sen was confident of victory if he was alone, not to mention that his fellow apprentices had already set up a large demon-suppressing formation.
He didn't understand where his feeling of uneasiness came from, but the more one practices, the more one trusts his intuition.
Lu Sen may have a backup plan.
He frowned and waved his hand.
The monks who were surrounding Lu Sen from afar suddenly adopted different postures, and white ribbons flew out from under their robes.
Dozens of white ribbons intertwined together, trapping Lu Sen in the middle.
These ribbons seemed easy to tear or cut, but Huiguang took a step forward, took the end of one of the ribbons, and used some unknown Buddhist technique, but the golden light in his hand immediately dyed the ribbon gold and quickly spread to all the ribbons.
In less than five breaths, Lu Sen was trapped inside a ball of crisscrossed ribbons.
"Master Lu, please stop resisting and come back to Chenguang Temple with me."
Lu Sen swung the magic sword in his hand, and sharp sword energy gushed out, instantly cutting and crushing the surrounding ribbons.
But these ribbons that had shattered to the ground quickly flew up again under the shining of the golden Buddha's light, and the broken ends were connected, returning to their original appearance.
"Master Lu, give up. Once you enter our Buddhist sect's demon-suppressing formation, even if the Demon Lord comes, you will be trapped and cannot leave."
Every time Lu Sen swung the sword in his hand, the sword energy would surge to about two meters, making it invincible.
But these ribbons seem to be able to "regenerate" endlessly.
After cutting for a while, Lu Sen seemed tired and stopped, letting the ribbons return to their original shape.
“Are you tired, Benefactor Lu?” Huiguang held a flower in one hand and pressed the ribbon with the other. The Buddha’s light he emitted seemed to be endless. “As long as you give in, you will be my junior fellow apprentice.”
Lu Sen looked around and chuckled.
During this time, the family generals had completed the "clearance" and there were no more wandering pedestrians and residents around.
Looking at Lu Sen's smile, Hui Xin felt more and more that something was wrong.
But he still didn't understand why the other party could still remain so calm when he had clearly fallen into the Demon-Suppressing Formation.
Then he saw Lu Sen suddenly throw out a bunch of red cubes.
This block seems to be made of colored glaze. It looks very beautiful, and there is a flashing red light inside.
He also discovered that Lu Sen suddenly took a few steps back in the formation, squatted down with his back to the square, seemed to curl up into a ball, and then covered his ears.
Then the red light in the glass flashed faster and faster.
In less than three breaths, Huixin saw that this thing suddenly glowed brightly, and then thunder exploded in her ears.
His vision was filled with white light, and then he seemed to be hit by a huge rock rolling down the valley. He was thrown into the air and seemed to be trampled and bumped by hundreds of heavily armored cavalry in the air.
After finally falling to the ground, he rolled at least two meters away and hit a stone pillar before he stopped.
After all, Huixin is a Buddhist "master". Although Huixin was seriously injured and covered with scars, he did not die.
He opened his eyes, struggled to stand up, and saw a shocking scene before him.
About four feet ahead, there appeared a huge round, sloping deep pit, the bottom of which seemed very smooth. Lu Sen stood at the bottom of the pit, patting his clothes gently, as if nothing had happened.
Two or three feet outside the pit, there were many bloody and broken limbs. Judging from the monk robes attached to them, they were obviously monks from Chenguang Temple, Huixin's fellow disciples.
Only then did Huixin feel the piercing pain in his body. He didn't have time to care about what he had become, so he turned around and ran.
But before he ran far, he heard a clear bird song in the air, and then a ball of bird-shaped lotus fire fell from the sky and directly enveloped him.
Huixin, who was already exhausted, could no longer withstand Yang Jinhua's full-strength attack.
After a while, Yang Jinhua, wearing red feather armor, jumped out from the lotus fire, with hot energy still lingering on her body.
Lu Sen opened the system and saw that the durability of his armor, which had 1,300 points, had become only 435 points.
This redstone bomb hit him head-on, so the damage was greater than he had imagined.
"Sir, please don't do such dangerous things next time." Yang Jinhua trotted to Lu Sen's side and kept checking around him until she was sure that he was not injured. "My heart was trembling when I was watching from above."
Lu Sen pointed ahead and said, "Let's go see what that bald donkey left behind."
The two walked forward a few steps side by side, and when the lotus fire on the ground burned out, only a ball of faded ash, a golden pestle, and a pair of golden picks were left.
Lu Sen picked up a dead branch and poked it in the ashes for a while. After looking at it for a while, he shook his head and said, "They are not good things. Let's just give them to the family generals to make them happy."
This pile of ashes was Huixin's ashes. Yang Jinhua was too lazy to touch it. She waved to the family soldiers in the distance, and then pointed at the things on the ground.
Then the family generals rushed over happily.
The young master and the lady are both delicate and don't like these dirty things, but it doesn't matter to them. They can take them back and wash them, and they can become top-grade magic tools.
Lu Sen looked into the distance and waved his hand, and the members of the Imperial City Bureau walked over cautiously.
The leading Imperial City Division had a sad face and bowed repeatedly, saying, "Master Lu, please don't blame us. We were just following orders."
Lu Sen naturally understood.
Besides, these people from the Imperial City Bureau did not participate in the battle. In fact, they were all quite skilled, so not taking action was a favor.
"When you go back, tell the ministers in the court that I will go to court in three to five days. I want to ask them if they have ignored my words."
Looking at Lu Sen's calm expression, Huang Chengsi and others left with sad faces.
Many times, the calmer the person's expression is, the more hopeless the situation is.
Before Lu Sen returned to the government office, Wang Shao and Mu Guiying hurried over with a group of men each.
Both of them were very perceptive. When they heard a loud bang like thunder in broad daylight, they realized that Lu Sen must have encountered an enemy.
After listening to Yang Jinhua's explanation of the whole story, Mu Guiying dragged Lu Sen aside and asked in a low voice: "Sen'er, how are you going to deal with this? The court is obviously testing your bottom line. Are you going to pretend that nothing happened, or are you really going to surrender to the Khitan?"
Lu Sen smiled softly and said, "This matter seems to have a lot to do with Empress Dowager Cao. It doesn't seem to be the work of Bao Zheng, Master Pang and others because it's too absurd. So I'm going to go back and ask that old woman what she's thinking."
"If it is really Empress Dowager Cao and the young emperor..."
Lu Sen turned his head and looked at the sky with a somewhat sarcastic smile.
