At this time, Huichen was less than a hundred miles away from the bones of Vajra Buddha.

The closer he is, the more cracks there will be in the barrier. As long as he gets closer, the Vajra Buddha Bone will be able to escape and return to his body automatically.

But Sima Hantan took action at this time.

Huichen heard the howling wind behind him, and using his spiritual consciousness to scan, he found that the black spear composed of thirty-six soul lights had arrived behind him.

On the road ahead, the void opened, and thousands of strange masks flew out, trying to block his progress.

Double-teaming from both front and back is inevitable this time!

Huichen's face was extremely serious.

In his current state, there is no way he can be Sima Hantan's opponent. He was injured again just now. If he is held back by the opponent again, it will be impossible to escape.

At this moment, Huichen's mind changed and he quickly made a decision.

You can ignore the soul spear at the back. As long as you break through the blockade in front and get the Vajra Buddha Bone first, your magical power will be restored by then. Even if you resist the soul spear, it won't be a big deal!

Thinking of this, Huichen did not block the approach of the soul spear behind him. Instead, he concentrated all the Vajra divine power into his palm, preparing to move forward to display his magical power.

Jie! Jie! Jie...

Those tens of thousands of weird masks rushed over with strange smiles.

Just when Hui Chen was using up his Vajra power and was about to blast these masks into pieces, one of the masks suddenly spun around and revealed himself. It turned out to be a white-robed monk with a rich and powerful figure!

When Huichen saw this scene, the Vajra divine power that was ready to go suddenly stopped.

He widened his eyes and looked at the man in the distance with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Why is it you!"

Although the white-robed monk was wearing a mask, how could Huichen not recognize him?

This person is the first disciple he accepted, whose dharma name is: Lotus Heart!

However, at this time Lian Xin no longer recognized him at all.

The Soul Saint put on a mask for him and controlled his soul using the technique of "Thousand Faces and Thousand Souls".

How could Lian Xin, a mere mortal, be able to block the divine power of the Saint? Now he is a walking corpse, completely reduced to the tool of the Soul Saint...

Not only that, Sima Hantan also planted a soul seed in his body and used holy energy to strengthen his physical body, making him as powerful as his external incarnation.

Ordinary spells can't stop Lian Xin at all, and his full blow can even threaten the saint!

"Obstacle!"

At this moment, Huichen's mood was extremely complicated.

If he wants to get the Vajra Buddha Bones, he must break through the blockade of "Thousand Faces and Thousand Souls", and if he wants to break through the blockade, he must kill Lotus Heart!

If he hesitates to move forward, the soul spear behind him will arrive soon. With his cultivation level declining and his body seriously injured, the only thing waiting for him is death...

At this moment, Huichen faced a choice.

As long as you kill Lian Xin, the disciple who betrayed the sect, you can get the Vajra Buddha Bones, which will not only save you from death, but also destroy the plan of the Burial Emperor.

It seemed like an easy decision to make…

If Linghu Bai were here, he would probably kill Lian Xin without hesitation. No matter what relationship this person had with him, he would not hesitate for even a moment!

But Huichen is not Linghu Bai after all.

"Evil obstacles! Evil fate..."

Huichen let out a long sigh, waved his right sleeve, and boundless golden light spilled out, piercing those weird masks one by one.

Only the lotus heart was left.

At this time, Lian Xin was completely unaware and kept galloping forward, arriving in front of Hui Chen in a blink of an eye.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched his master.

This punch was in the posture of "Three Thousand Forms of Sin", but there was no Vajra power on the punch, but the power of Sima Hantan's ghost.

Huichen also punched.

But his fist opened halfway, and his generous palm tightly grasped Lian Xin's fist.

The power of the ghost entered Hui Chen's body through the palm of his hand, and the golden light of Buddhism also entered Lian Xin's body through the edge of his fist.

At this moment, time and space seem to be confused...

Many years ago, I was in a similar valley, with bright sunshine and gurgling streams.

"Master, is this how you use this move?"

On the boulder below the waterfall, the young monk posed in a strange posture, leaning forward with his upper body and punching with his right hand, with a very serious expression.

He seemed to be too serious, biting his lip, frowning, and clasping his fingers, which were slightly white from excessive exertion.

The sun shines on his face, showing clear stubbornness...

Not far away, an old monk clasped his hands behind his back and frowned slightly.

"Relax a little... How many times have I told you that practice is not something that happens in a day or two. If you are so impatient, you have already fallen behind."

After hearing this, the young monk was not convinced, and muttered: "I don't want to be lazy, I want to practice my skills quickly, and in the future I will subjugate demons and eliminate evil, and avenge my sister!"

The old monk sighed and tapped the young monk's forehead lightly with his fingers.

The young monk suffered from pain and his energy was exhausted. He immediately collapsed on the ground and could not even stand up.

"Huh, do you know you're tired now? If you keep practicing like this, I'm afraid your strength will collapse and you will die of exhaustion here."

After the old monk finished speaking, he grabbed a lotus leaf from the waterfall.

"Drink."

The lotus leaf floated down and landed in front of the young monk. Upon closer inspection, there was a drop of crystal dew in the middle.

The young monk did not hesitate, picked up the lotus leaf and drank it.

Gulu!

The dewdrops slowly slid in along the throat, and a magical force soon came out of the abdomen. It circulated in the limbs for a week, and the strength gradually recovered.

"Oh……"

The young monk stretched out and lay comfortably on the rocks, letting the breeze blow by his face. He felt cool and refreshing all over his body.

Facing his master's gaze and looking at the beautiful scenery in the valley, at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten his worries and hatred...

If the past is all gone, and just following Master to practice in this mountain, wouldn't it be a good thing?

"Lotus heart."

"Master?"

"Do you know why this Dharma sign is called the 'Three Thousand Signs of Sin'?"

"Disciple I don't know."

The old monk smiled slightly: "People have three thousand characteristics. Sinners also sin against themselves."

"What do you mean?" Lian Xin was confused and stood up.

"Try punching me."

"This...disciple doesn't dare!"

"Why don't you dare? How can you still hurt me as a teacher?" the old monk said with a smile.

After hearing this, Lian Xin showed hesitation in her eyes.

Of course he knew the old monk's ability. Since he was asked to punch, there must be a deep meaning, and with his own cultivation, it was impossible to hurt the opponent.

But in front of him was the person he respected the most. Although he knew he would not hurt him, he couldn't overcome this hurdle in his heart.

Seeing his hesitation, the old monk said calmly: "Why don't you do it...just think of me as your enemy and the culprit who killed your sister."

"I know that your hatred has always been hidden in your heart, so I will let my master see how capable you are and whether you can help avenge your dead sister."

After hearing this, Lian Xin's eyes kept changing, and scenes from the past came to mind again, finally settling on the moment of Yun Jin's death.

"family……"

These were the last two words Yun Jin mentioned in her life, and they were also what she pursued persistently throughout her life.

She gave the young Lian Xin a home. Although this home was not complete, it protected him from wind and rain and brought him laughter and warmth.

It's a pity that this family was ruthlessly torn apart...

The aura on Lian Xin's body became more and more manic, her eyes were bloodshot, and golden light bloomed all over her body.

"Cimei, you old witch, I want you to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lian Xin used the "Three Thousand Phases of Sin Transformation", gathered golden light in his right hand, and punched forward fiercely!

"hehe."

The old monk smiled, stretched out his fist, and used the "Three Thousand Forms of Sin Transformation".
To be continued...