Chapter 221: The Dharma Image of Bo Xun

Chapter 221: The Dharma Image of Bo Xun

The image of Mara is ever-changing, and the one that appears in front of one's eyes is the most violent.

Bujie's face became blurred, and a dark blue color spread over it, slowly covering his old face.

Zhao Yushu frowned, vaguely sensing something was wrong.

The old eunuch also restrained his smile. With his strength, even if Bujie could now take six steps into the inner realm, he might not be his opponent. However, Bujie's change made him a little confused.

This is beyond the capabilities of the Fourth Heaven.

A dark blue Buddha head replaced Bujie's head.

"Old man!" Zhao Yushu was suddenly shocked and hurriedly reminded the old eunuch to stop Bujie's changes.

"Don't be afraid, he is still conscious." The old eunuch did not move, waiting for Bujie to change further.

Black began to spread on Bujie's two palms. The palms kept shaking, but the handprints did not loosen at all, and the black was stopped at the base of the fingers.

And from under his ribs, another pair of blue-black arms stretched out, one hand holding a tower, and the other holding a head with eyes closed like a zombie!

"Old man, sorry to have kept you waiting." Bujie raised his head and heard a devilish whisper coming from under the dark blue Buddha's head.

Zhao Yushu was deeply shocked. In just one short change, Bujie's cultivation level soared from the fourth level to the sixth level!

"If you were allowed to completely release your Dharmadhatu, you would probably be able to break through the Seventh Heaven. The Demon King, Po Xun, is worthy of his reputation. Mr. Zhao, I will go and see these magic weapons now. Please watch carefully."

The old eunuch moved and instantly appeared in front of Bujie. He raised his palm and caught the magic hammer that was smashing down on his head.

"Break!" Bujie roared, and a light flashed on the top of the magic hammer, and the spiritual power in the old eunuch's palm fluctuated.

"If I, the father-in-law, only had the sixth level of spiritual power to protect myself, I really couldn't block your hammer."

Zhao Yushu understood that the effect of this hammer-like magic weapon was to break the opponent's protective spiritual power. The old eunuch just said that if the magic weapon only showed a shape, it would be no different from a flesh palm. But now, Bujie's magic weapon has a unique effect.

The old eunuch wanted to try them one by one, or show Zhao Yushu the effects of these magic weapons, and perhaps, he also wanted to teach him something.

The magic hammer was crushed by the old eunuch, and the blue-black head became slightly blurred.

The magic knife whistled, and it changed from being held in the forehand to being held in the backhand. It was indeed a magic weapon, not an image that was attached to the arm. If necessary, Zhao Yushu had no doubt that the knife could even be thrown as a flying knife.

The backhand knife is faster. Although this little speed increase is better than nothing in the face of the absolute strength gap, for low-level cultivators, the so-called invincibility in the same level and the so-called cross-level challenge are nothing more than seizing every opportunity and using up every bit of strength.

What was strange was that when faced with Bujie's magic knife, the old eunuch no longer tried to catch it with his hands, but kept dodging, and his expression became more solemn, as if he was really fighting with an opponent of the same level.

"If this magic knife is accidentally damaged, the wound will not heal unless there is a very special spiritual power to restrain it. If it is really accidentally damaged, you might as well go to the Great Compassion Temple."

The old eunuch slapped the side of the magic knife with his palm, breaking the illusory magic weapon into pieces, then turned around to explain to Zhao Yushu.

Zhao Yushu also had a serious expression on his face. The old eunuch was not curious about the martial arts skills, but was teaching him how to crack them.

Does he think Bujie will become his enemy one day?

Or will one day there be other people who practice the Posun Dharma and become their enemy?

The Buddha's head became more illusory, and Bujie's face could be seen. His two arms on his shoulders had disappeared, leaving only his ribs.

"This tower is not a close-range magic weapon." Bujie took a step back and held up the pagoda with a solemn expression, which reminded Zhao Yushu of the unlucky father of the third prince in his previous life.

You can't just grow dozens of times bigger and trap people inside, that would be too powerful.

"It will be more effective if used together with this head." The head was also lifted up. It was more like a skull than a head. The dry skin was tightly wrapped around the bones, and there seemed to be no trace of flesh and blood.

"How do I use it?" The old eunuch took two steps forward, closing the distance between them again, and stared at Bujie's Buddha head.

"Use it like this!" The head was thrown out, and suddenly opened its eyes in mid-air, flying towards the old eunuch howling.

"The Flying Head Barbarian from Miaojiang?" The old eunuch frowned, without dodging or evading, letting the head fly to him. The shining spiritual light blocked the head like a piece of armor.

However, the ugly head actually opened its mouth and bit the protective spiritual power fiercely, making a crunching sound. The old eunuch was a little stunned. Even though he was an inner scene, without deliberate control, this ghost thing actually bit off a trace of his spiritual power.

After the spiritual power entered the mouth of the head, it went straight along its neck and connected to the pagoda, forming a spiritual power thread, which channeled all the consumed spiritual power into the pagoda. The black light on the pagoda became stronger, and the two arms that were broken on Bujie's shoulders began to take shape again.

"This!" Zhao Yushu was shocked. This was so similar to the old eunuch's Star Absorbing Technique! Could it be that there was some connection between the two?

The old eunuch seemed to have noticed this as well, his face became confused and uncertain, then he slapped his palm on the head. The experiment was over, and he could no longer let this ghost thing continue to gnaw.

But the palm strike missed.

When shooting interior scenes with exterior scenes, there is absolutely no reason to shoot without any space.

This palm did not miss the target, but went straight through the head, as if the head was just an illusion.

The old eunuch misstepped and appeared in front of Bujie, striking him with his palm again.

A phantom of a pagoda appeared beside Bujie and managed to withstand the old eunuch's palm strike.

There is absolutely no reason why the exterior scenery would block the interior scenery.

This palm strike was not directed at Bujie, but at his own spiritual power that had just been devoured and absorbed.

But the head seemed to teleport, and no matter how fast the old eunuch moved, it still bit him tightly.

Another palm strike, but the head that was biting and sucking was still too slow and could no longer withstand the second palm strike. The two magic weapons and Bujie's Bo Xun Dharma image were all shattered. Bujie also spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground unconscious.

Zhao Yushu hurried over to help Bujie up, and after a careful inspection, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Old man, are these two magic weapons with you?"

The old eunuch nodded and said, "I have never learned any Buddhist skills, let alone the devil king, Po Xun. This is indeed strange. If his two magic weapons are used against each other at the same level, I am afraid that he will not be able to get any good results. You must be careful."

Zhao Yushu knew that the old eunuch meant well. An ordinary cultivator would have no way out in the face of Bujie's strange skills, unless he could avoid the first attack from the head.

But Zhao Yushu had plenty of ways. He could rely solely on his footwork to make it impossible for a head of average speed to get close to him. And even if it was hit, no pagoda could stop it once Madam Xu appeared.

But Zhao Yushu shook his head solemnly: "He is my friend."

"I don't mean to sow discord, but today's friend may be tomorrow's enemy. I have seen too many such things in the palace. Anyway, you know what's going on."

Zhao Yushu nodded and stopped arguing with the old eunuch. Instead, he turned around and looked at Bujie's face. It was not an illusion. The wrinkles on Bujie's forehead were indeed a little deeper.