Chapter 120: One bottle is not enough, let's have some more

  Jiang Feng's formation, called Wanling Wuxiang. The name of the technique appeared after obtaining a hilt of the Earth Sword. Jiang Feng didn't know if there were any subsequent characters. After getting the hilt of the Earth Sword, a part of the technique also appeared, like unsealing it. Inside, there was a set of sword formations called Dilin Hun Tian Sword Formation. This set of sword formations could perfectly utilize the power of the Earth Sword. Although the Earth Sword only had a small hilt, its power was greater than that of the Tiangang Return to Origin Sword Formation.

  The sound inside the Buddha grew even louder. The Buddha's left hand also began to press down on his crossed legs, while his right hand slowly rose above his head as if he was about to slap his palm downwards.

  His left hand had just touched his legs when a powerful sword energy suddenly pierced through the seated Buddha's legs, shattering his left hand as well. At this moment, from under the seated Buddha and from within his body, powerful sword energies were shooting out. In an instant, the seated Buddha was riddled with holes.

  The Buddha's right hand pressed down. As the right hand pressed down, the sword energy that was about to burst out seemed to be frozen in place. The Buddha's right hand also stopped moving halfway down, as if it had been held back by some kind of force.

  The sound stopped, and everything seemed to be in a stalemate. The monks thousands of meters away were watching, but they could only see some sword energy and the movements of the sitting Buddha. They couldn't sense how strong the sword energy was or how powerful the aura of the sitting Buddha was.

  "Shattered the Buddha's hand with one hand, and forced the Buddha's right hand to stop, can this be done by a cultivator in the later stage of foundation building?" someone asked.

  "Isn't it that the person who will attack the formation isn't Jiang Feng, but someone else? Didn't we say there was an old monk inside?"

  "Could a monk use such sword energy? Isn't Jiang Feng claiming to be the ancestor of the Five Elements Sword Sect, belonging to the same lineage as the sword? I think it's more likely to be Jiang Feng."

  "Could it be that Jiang Feng has obtained the treasure again?"

  "It's hard to say, but if there is a treasure below, it's likely that Jiang Feng will get it. He really has good luck."

  The faces of the Buddhist monks didn't look too good. So many high-ranking monks tried to break through the formation, but ended up with nothing. Now that someone inside the formation has made a move, they've actually shaken the Buddha. This result is far better than what most Buddhist monks could achieve.

  "Can the people inside really break through the formation? And why are they breaking through at this time?" A Buddhist monk muttered to himself.

  The sound came again from under the seated Buddha, and the right hand of the Buddha moved upwards slightly. The frozen sword energy continued to surge outwards. At this time, even the entire body of the Buddha began to slowly rise up. The Buddha also started to shrink his body at this moment, as if gathering power.

  Although the Buddha's right hand was constantly pressing down, it couldn't move downwards. The Buddha's body was also slowly lifted up to a height of over twenty meters above the ground. At this time, the Buddha had already shrunk to a height of ten meters. Suddenly, another loud noise came from under the Buddha, followed by even more sword energy bursting out.

  The sword energy gathered around the seated Buddha, forming a few three or four meter long giant swords. These giant swords converged and stabbed towards the head of the seated Buddha. The left hand of the seated Buddha, which had been shattered earlier, was restored at this moment. Just as it lifted its left hand, it blocked those giant swords.

  The Buddha's left hand blocked the giant swords in mid-air, and his right hand also pressed down fiercely. As his right hand pressed down, the Buddha's body also fell downwards.

  "Give me a break." Jiang Feng's voice came from under the Sitting Buddha. At the same time, a thick and powerful sword energy burst out from under the Sitting Buddha's body, piercing through its entire body. Then, long swords formed by the sword energy flew out of the pit under the Sitting Buddha.

  "That's Jiang Feng's voice, could it be that he's the one who broke through?" a cultivator exclaimed in surprise.

  The battered Buddha statue was moving its right hand. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the pit on the ground, wrapped in sword energy. The figure flew into the air and stood on the Buddha's chest, rapidly forming one spiritual seal after another with both hands.

  Thousands of miles away, the monks saw that the chest of the seated Buddha was starting to swell from the inside out. The right hand of the seated Buddha also began to grasp towards his chest. The person inside was making a ferocious effort with a distorted face, as if he was suffering from extreme pain.

  "Open it for me."

  When the Buddha's right hand was about to grab him, Jiang Feng let out a loud roar from within the Buddha. The Buddha's right hand suddenly stopped moving. Then, Jiang Feng's arms stretched out to both sides, and the Buddha's chest began to swell at an accelerated rate. When Jiang Feng's arms were fully extended, the Buddha's chest burst open. The surrounding sword energy took advantage of the opportunity to gather around Jiang Feng's body. From Jiang Feng's storage ring to his inner self, the Huangquan Ruijin refined flying swords also flew out.

  The Tianxia Return to Yuan Sword Array reappeared, and together with the current Diligent Heaven Sword Array, they launched their final attack. The Buddha also completely collapsed at this time.

  "It's really Jiang Feng, he actually did it. Is breaking the formation from within easier than from the outside?" A high-ranking Buddhist monk said.

  As the Buddha's collapse, all cultivators thought that the formation method was broken. The speculation of the Buddhist cultivators was indeed correct. Breaking the formation within the formation is much easier. If it were a high-ranking Buddhist monk inside, it would be absolutely much easier than Jiang Feng.

  Jiang Feng's body was surrounded by a flying sword forged from the yellow spring sharp gold. With the help of the sword hilt on the ground, the sword energy was gathering towards Jiang Feng's hand. Those sword energies formed a long sword, which Jiang Feng threw into the pit on the ground.

  The long sword entered the pit, followed by a loud explosion. The pit was destroyed, and a large amount of dust was raised. The Sitting Buddha disappeared completely, and the Bodhi True Body Array was thoroughly broken at this moment. Jiang Xing, who was flying in the air, was very weak. His right hand, which had exposed bones, held a hilt. It belonged to the Earth Sword. At this time, it was also taken into the storage ring by Jiang Xing.

  The formation was broken, and the Buddhist monks immediately flew towards Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng naturally knew they had come. He didn't move, but took out his wine pouch and gulped down a few mouthfuls. Then he lowered his head to look at what was below.

  His body was surrounded by a yellow spring sharp golden flying sword, and there was one under his feet to help Jiang Feng fly. After the Buddhist monks flew over, they could see Jiang Feng more clearly. At this time, Jiang Feng's clothes were tattered, and there were many bleeding wounds on his body. Apparently, when breaking the array, Jiang Feng was also injured.

  Before the Buddhist monks could get close, or even open their mouths to speak, a Buddha's voice sounded from beneath Jiang Feng. Then, two people flew out amidst golden light. The Buddhist monks saw this change and immediately stopped in their tracks, retreating backward. One by one, they loudly chanted the Buddha's name and knelt down in mid-air.

  Jiang Feng glanced at the two people who flew out of the pit that was destroyed underground, it was that person who claimed to be Ben Buddha, and Huang Shu Nu. Seeing them appear, Jiang Feng didn't say anything either.

  Huang Shu Nu found herself able to move again. She quickly distanced herself from the person beside her and ran to Jiang Feng's side. Seeing that Jiang Feng was injured, Huang Shu Nu hastily took out a medicinal pill for Jiang Feng to take.

  "Disciples of the Buddha, bring out the medicine to heal his wounds. From today on, I owe him a favor. The Buddhist door will treat him as an honored guest and show respect."

  Don't look at that person as being thin and frail, like a gust of wind could blow him down. And don't look at his clothes as being tattered and old, for behind him is a slowly rotating dharma wheel, and a Buddha image casts a shadow over him, with faint Buddhist sounds emanating from where he stands. No matter how you look at it, that's not a slovenly old man, but a highly attained monk.

  "Master Jiang, here is a fine elixir from the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas. Please take it quickly." A monk from the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas flew over and handed the elixir to Jiang Feng.

  He took the medicine, Jiang Feng didn't care that he had just eaten Huang Shu's female pill, and still poured out a pill from the bottle to eat. Then he put the bottle away and said to the monks of Wanfo Temple: "Is there any more? Come on, one bottle is not enough."

  The monk of the Wanfo Temple looked a bit dazed, but really took out another bottle and handed it over. Jiang Feng readily accepted it, putting it away while saying: "This time I'm seriously injured, I need to recover. Is there anything that can supplement my body or heal wounds? Don't worry about whether it's good or bad, just give me some. The more the better."

  While speaking, Jiang Feng also glanced at other Buddhist cultivators, implying that they shouldn't be idle either and should give him some elixirs.

  The monk who handed the dan medicine to Jiang Feng turned his head and looked at the person sitting in the air, who claimed to be the Buddha. This Buddhist monk seemed to be at a loss for what to do.

  "The Buddhist door has not yet declined to the point where there is no dan medicine at all." The person spoke.

  As soon as the words came out, many people from the Buddhist sect rushed up and handed over bottles of medicinal pills to Jiang Feng. Among them were indeed some high-quality wound-healing medicinal pills. But there were also quite a few that had little effect on healing wounds. And some were purely used to enhance spiritual power or supplement physical strength.

  Jiang Feng didn't stand on ceremony, no matter what was given to him, he would accept it. At this time, even if it were poison, Jiang Feng would still accept it. He kept muttering in his heart, "You old cunning thing, you don't even pluck a single hair, but you know how to order people around."

  After taking a large amount of elixirs, Jiang Feng finally said to that person: "Senior, your divine powers are vast and great, can't you give me some proof? Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave this place."

  That person swept Jiang Feng with a glance, then expressionlessly said: "This is the closed-off area of this Buddha, there are no precious items here. I hope that all cultivators present will take care of themselves."

  Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng was overjoyed. He smiled and backed away while holding Huang Shu's hand, saying "If there's nothing else, we'll take our leave then. Please take care of yourself, sir."

  After finishing speaking, he found that the person had no expression. Jiang Feng pulled Huang Shufei and flew away quickly, as if they were escaping for their lives. The gathered cultivators did not stop them, allowing Jiang Feng and Huang Shufei to fly away.

  "Send a few people to escort him on his way." The man said as Jiang Feng was about to disappear from view.

  Several monks flew out of the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas, chasing after Jiang Feng. The rest of the people were staring at the man who claimed to be the Buddha. The Buddhist monks were all excited in their hearts, while the monks from other sects looked unpleasant, especially those from the major sects. They all knew that this time, the Buddhist sect might have produced an extraordinary figure.

  As for Jiang Feng, what he wanted to do was to hurry up and run away. It would be best if he could find a place to hide as soon as possible. Wait until the storm passes before coming out again. He didn't want to be stared at by other cultivators anymore.