Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Du, tribulation period? How could there be so many tribulation periods gathered here!"

The Smiling Arhat murmured to himself, and then his body made of gold began to tremble slightly.

It was already very difficult for the two of them to deal with Zhishen who was at the peak of the Tribulation Stage. Now there were two monks who were in the Tribulation Stage. How could they fight against Zhishen.

Immediately, Smiling Arhat had already decided to give up and started thinking about how to escape.

Jinshan on the side was also shocked, obviously he didn't expect Zhishen to find such a helper.

Zhang Yifeng would not give them a chance to be stunned. He nodded to Murong Kun and Situ Wugou, and the two of them immediately understood.

As soon as their figures flashed, Murong Kun and Situ Wugou appeared behind Smiling Arhat and Jin Shan.

The moment they all started to attack, Smiling Arhat had already been prepared. He relaxed his resistance and was knocked away with a palm from Murong Kun behind him.

Jinshan, on the other hand, stayed there blankly, using his Buddhist energy to resist the attack from Situ Wugou behind him.

Of course, Zhishen would not be idle. He could tell at a glance that Smiling Arhat wanted to escape, and immediately flew forward to intercept Smiling Arhat.

A sword full of blood struck at the Smiling Arhat. The Smiling Arhat wanted to run away and neglected to defend himself.

When Zhishen slashed his sword, Smiling Arhat couldn't avoid it at all, and was struck by Zhishen's sword and fell to the ground.

Struggling to get up from the ground, Smiling Arhat looked at Zhishen with a painful expression.

"What happened back then has nothing to do with me. If you want revenge, you don't have to look for me. You can just look for Jinshan."

The smiling Arhat showed the desire to live, and then he kept pleading to Zhishen.

When Zhishen saw this, he just looked at him coldly, then with a flash of the knife in his hand, he cut off the head of the Smiling Arhat with one strike.

The Smiling Arhat's head flew far away and he closed his eyes completely.

Although his head was chopped off by himself, Zhishen knew that Smiling Arhat would not be killed by him so easily.

This kind of guy usually has a second life, and it is very possible that this body is not his true body at all.

After thinking about it, Zhishen shook his head, then turned around and looked at the situation on Zhang Yifeng's side.

Zhang Yifeng has already taken control of Jinshan with the combined efforts of the three of them, and is ready to wait for Zhishen to make his move.

Seeing this, Zhishen walked silently to Jinshan and saw that Jinshan looked calm after being controlled.

"How about it? Do you regret your inaction now?"

Zhishen said in a cold tone, Jinshan just smiled when he heard this.

"I have nothing to say about what happened back then. Of course I have regrets. If I could have known about his arrangement earlier, I could have rescued you earlier."

"It's a pity that when I found out, it was too late. Even if you kill me today, it's just my retribution. I won't say any more nonsense."

Jinshan's face was indifferent, as if he was willing to die generously. After hearing this, Zhishen raised the sword without saying a word.

Zhang Yifeng frowned when he saw this, and quickly reached out to call Zhishen, and walked in front of Jinshan.

Seeing this, Zhishen nodded silently, walked aside and looked at Jinshan.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng coming to him, Jin Shan shook his head with a helpless look on his face.

"I didn't expect Zhishen to have a friend like you, who can bring two strong men who have transcended the tribulation period. With your strength, I'm afraid you can become the overlord of this party."

Jinshan smiled miserably. The disaster that Jinshan Temple suffered today can be regarded as retribution for what Jinshan Temple has done over the years.

Thinking of this, Jinshan closed his eyes silently, waiting for Zhang Yifeng to fall.

"Your Excellency has misunderstood. It is my master Zhishen who has a grudge against you. I have no grudge against you, so naturally I will not kill you."

"I just have a question to ask you. I heard that Master Jinshan accepted a one-armed disciple some time ago. I wonder where he is? I am his friend. I heard that he is in Lingzhou, so I specially came here Come and find it.”

Zhang Yifeng said calmly that he and Jinshan had no enmity in the past, so there was no need to be so cruel to others.

"You mean Jue Yuan? He is in retreat, practicing the secret skills of my Jinshan Temple. If you want to find him, go to the cave in the back mountain."

Jinshan smiled indifferently, not caring at all. After all, he was dying and he had nothing to say.

Zhang Yifeng heard this and bowed his hands, then stepped aside, waiting for Zhishen to express his feelings.

Seeing this, Zhishen took a step forward, raised his sword again, aimed it at Jinshan, and struck down with the sword.

After a long time, Jinshan still felt no pain. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was still alive.

Zhishen quietly took back the sword and took out a hair from the sword.

"If I cut off a hair of yours, it will be regarded as taking your head, avenging my revenge. From now on, I have nothing to do with Jinshan Temple or even Lingzhou."

Zhishen silently took back the sword, burned the hair in his hand with spiritual energy, and then silently turned around and left.

Looking at Zhishen's leaving figure, Zhang Yifeng was silent for a moment, and then signaled Murong Kun and Situ Wugao to release their control.

Zhishen was not even ready to take action, and Zhang Yifeng had no need to take action for Zhishen, so he naturally released Jinshan.

"President Jinshan, I wonder if you can take me to see Jueyuan and let me see how he is doing now."

Zhang Yifeng cupped his hands towards Jinshan, who was still dazed, thinking about what Zhishen had just said to him.

After hearing Zhang Yifeng's voice, Jinshan woke up and nodded to Zhang Yifeng.

"It seems that the fate between Zhishen and Jinshan Temple has ended, so I won't force it anymore. I didn't expect that such a thing would happen at the once-in-a-century event of Jinshan Temple. It turns out that those who do unjust things will inevitably die."

After sighing, Jinshan turned around with a lonely look on his face and walked towards the back mountain with Zhang Yifeng, Murong Kun and Situ Wugao.

After a while, Zhang Yifeng and his party arrived at the back mountain of Jinshan Temple and flew to a cave above it.

Jin Shan took out a token with ease and opened the stone door of the cave, revealing Jue Yuan who was practicing with his eyes closed.

What shocked Zhang Yifeng was that Jue Yuan's broken arm actually recovered, and an intact arm filled the gap where Jue Yuan's original fracture was.

"this?"

Zhang Yifeng pointed at Jueyuan's arm with a slightly surprised look on his face. The only person who could restore Jueyuan's arm was Jinshan.

"Jueyuan is a genius who cultivates Buddhism once in a thousand years, so I did not hesitate to spend the only remaining Dahuan Dan in my Jinshan Temple to fill the defective foundation in Jueyuan's body, and also repaired Jueyuan's broken arm. On."

Jinshan said, looking at Jueyuan with eyes full of care. Zhang Yifeng really felt that Jinshan valued Jueyuan.