Chapter 2359: The Monk of Tianlong Temple

It was already night, and Ye Bufan's figure was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, arriving dozens of miles away in just a few breaths.

Across from him, three figures sped from a distance.

The one in front was a monk in a gray monastic robe, with ring scars on his forehead, his demeanor solemn.

But now, he was covered in blood, his monastic robe was tattered, and both his arms hung limply at his sides.

Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and his flying speed was getting slower and slower, clearly indicating severe injuries.

Behind him, two Black-robed men pursued relentlessly, both of them were Dongxu Realm powerhouses.

Moreover, black Qi swirled around their bodies, a unique characteristic of Demon Sect powerhouses.

"Bald donkey, why are you still running? You're doomed today!"

The leading Black-robed man finished speaking with an arrogant laugh, then pointed forward, and the Devilish Qi instantly transformed into two long spears that whistled out, directly shooting towards the monk's legs.

The gray-robed monk was originally also of the Void Tempering Realm, but now he was too severely injured, and having fled all this way, he was clearly at the end of his strength, unable to dodge.

In a blink of an eye, the two demonic spears directly pierced through his thighs, leaving two egg-sized blood holes, from which blood gushed out.

Although these two spears wounded his thighs, they were the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The monk could no longer hold on and fell directly from mid-air, heavily hitting the ground, then spitting out another mouthful of blood.

"Hahahaha, bald donkey, are you finished now?"

The two Black-robed men followed closely, falling from mid-air.

The one who had just attacked let out a triumphant laugh, "Not bad, a Dongxu Realm powerhouse's Primordial Spirit, and a monk whose Yang has not yet been released, he'll be a good catch for me later."

Even though the monk appeared to be a Great Master of the Dao, at this moment, his face was full of rage, his eyes bloodshot.

"Demon Sect scoundrels, the Buddha will not spare you, and you will surely enter the eighteenth layer of Hell in the future!"

"Buddha? How laughable! I'll send you to meet the Buddha now!"

The Black-robed man let out another wild laugh, then a demonic spear whistled out, directly shooting towards the monk's face, clearly intending to kill him this time.

"Amitabha!"

The gray-robed monk was completely powerless to resist; he recited a Buddhist chant and then closed his eyes.

The black demonic spear was getting closer and closer to the monk, about to directly pierce through his head.

And just then, a golden ray of light streaked across the night sky like a meteor and lightning, and wherever it passed, the powerful Saber Qi instantly shredded the black demonic spear into dust.

"Who is it?"

The Black-robed man, who was sneering, was startled and looked up, only to see a young man holding a golden long saber standing in front of the monk.

It was none other than Ye Bufan, who had no good feelings towards people from the Demon Sect, so he casually saved the monk.

At this moment, the gray-robed monk, with a sigh of relief, fainted directly; his injuries were truly too severe.

After a brief moment of shock, the Black-robed man coldly shouted, "Boy, who are you? How dare you oppose my Demon Sect? Do you have a death wish? Aren't you afraid of having your nine clans exterminated?"

"Go to Hell!"

Ye Bufan didn't bother to waste words with him; his figure flickered, and he appeared behind the Black-robed man, casually swinging his saber.

"Ah!"

The Black-Clothed Man was immediately startled; his previous demonic spear had not been used with full force, so he hadn't paid much attention to the other party's actions.

But he never expected Ye Bufan's speed to be so fast, and his cultivation was much stronger than his own.

At this moment, it was too late to dodge; he could only conjure another black demonic spear and thrust it back.

However, with his Void Tempering Initial Stage cultivation, how could he possibly block Ye Bufan? The demonic spear conjured from Devilish Qi simply couldn't withstand the Dragon Tooth's offensive.

The golden saber light flashed, cutting through the demonic spear like a hot knife through butter, and then the Black-robed man's head flew off.

As soon as his Primordial Spirit flew out, it was immediately taken away by the Demon Refining Bottle.

The other Black-robed man, seeing that things were going badly, had Devilish Qi surging around his body, turning into a black mist, preparing to use a secret technique to escape.

Since Ye Bufan had unleashed the Demon Refining Bottle, he couldn't possibly let him escape, so he directly unleashed a Divine Soul Blade.

Now, his Mental Energy had reached the Great Ascension Initial Stage, and the Divine Soul Blade's power had increased a hundredfold, so how could a Dongxu Stage Cultivator possibly contend with it?

Just as the Black-robed man was about to flee, he felt a sharp pain in his Sea of Consciousness, and then the black Qi dissipated, and his body reappeared.

At this moment, he felt a splitting headache, as if his head was about to explode.

And just then, the Dragon Tooth whistled past, directly taking his head, and then the Demon Refining Bottle collected his Primordial Spirit.

Ye Bufan then used his Divine Sense to scan a hundred miles, confirming that there were no other Demon Sect members present, before turning back to the gray-robed monk.

After examining the monk's injuries, he secretly sighed, this monk might truly have moved the Buddha, allowing him to encounter himself, otherwise, with such severe injuries, he would surely die. He first put a Rejuvenation Pill into the monk's mouth, reconnected his severed limbs, and then performed the Revival Nine Needles to repair his injured Meridians.

After about half an hour of work, the monk's life was finally saved.

He slowly opened his eyes, saw Ye Bufan, and then looked around, only then confirming that he was not dead.

Then he anxiously shouted, "Little benefactor, quickly find someone to rescue Tianlong Temple, it will be too late if you delay…"

"Tianlong Temple?"

Ye Bufan had indeed heard the name of Tianlong Temple these past few days; it was one of the five eight-star Sects in Tianqiong State.

When he was in the Endless Forest, he had lamented that these monks hadn't gone, but now it seemed they had encountered big trouble and had no time to spare for anything else.

But he didn't intend to save Tianlong Temple; he simply pointed at the monk, knocking him unconscious, and then carried him back to Tianxing Empire Royal City.

Upon entering the Gu Yi Men Clinic, everyone immediately gathered around.

Hu Yaoyao asked, "Xiao Age, did you get the five-colored mystic stone?"

"No, that guy was a liar, he had nothing in his hands."

He didn't say much about annihilating the Xingchen Sect Master and Grand Elder; since the other party had hidden their identity, there was naturally no need for him to reveal something that would bring no benefit.

"Damn it, he made it seem so real."

Hu Yaoyao cursed resentfully, then looked at the gray-robed monk Ye Bufan had brought in.

"Xiao Age, who is this guy? It couldn't have been that guy just now, could it? He doesn't quite look like him."

Ye Bufan said, "No, this is a monk I saved on a whim; he said he's from Tianlong Temple."

Hearing him say this, Ximen Jiayin looked over, her expression subtly changing.

"Isn't this Great Master Faxiang, one of the Eighteen Arhats of Tianlong Temple? He's also a Dongxu Stage Cultivator, how could he be injured like this?"

"He was being pursued by people from the Demon Sect; I haven't asked for the specifics yet."

Ye Bufan said, raising his hand to unseal the monk's pressure points.

Ye Bufan's Medical skill was divine, and coupled with the rest he had gotten during this period, Faxiang's injuries had recovered significantly.

He opened his eyes, looked around, and upon seeing Ximen Jiayin, immediately jumped up with an agitated expression.

"Sect Master Ximen, Tianlong Temple is in trouble, please lend a hand to rescue them!"

Ximen Jiayin said, "Great Master Faxiang, don't worry, speak slowly, what exactly happened?"