#484 - Chapter 484: Hand over the old metamorphosis and leave this world - The villain in the book: Lost all cultivation, the heroine reversed

"Yes, Master, Senior Brother is right. This old Pig thinks this benefactor is easy to talk to. Why don't you beg him? Maybe he'll let you go," the Purified Altar Messenger suggested to Golden Cicada.

The Eight Treasures Arhat didn't speak, only nodded repeatedly, feeling that what Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother said was right.

Golden Cicada felt bitter but couldn't voice it. How could the disciples who were so obedient in previous lives become more rebellious and impossible to command in this life?

If begging could work, he would have already done it. The current situation is that he has deeply offended this demon, who definitely wants to kill him. The reason he hasn't made a move yet is simply because he wants to play cat and mouse. Truly, the demon's heart is sinister! It's hateful that he hasn't fully mastered his past life's remains, otherwise, how could he be so humiliated by a mere demon, who even snatched away the Buddhist treasure, the Nine-Ringed Staff personally crafted by the World Honored One!

'Evil creature, go and capture that woman, and use her to threaten this demon!'

Golden Cicada secretly transmitted his voice to the Great Battle Saint.

The Great Battle Saint rolled his eyes at Golden Cicada, looking displeased, and said, "Master, you actually want this old Sun to capture that woman? What do you take this old Sun for? This old Sun's actions have always been upright and honorable, and I never do such things as bullying the weak!"

"What? Master, how can you let Senior Brother capture that woman? That woman clearly is someone extremely important to this benefactor. Asking Senior Brother to capture her is tantamount to forming an irreconcilable feud!"

The Purified Altar Messenger said in disbelief.

The Eight Treasures Arhat also stopped standing on Golden Cicada's side, weakly saying, "Master, you are wrong to do this."

"Bastard, you monkey, who told you to say it directly? This monk sees that you want this monk to die at the hands of this demon. Don't worry, even if this monk dies, I won't let you have it easy. Take the curse!"

Golden Cicada's face turned from green to white, and finally completely black. Ignoring Xu Yang's threat, he directly started chanting the curse, wanting to severely punish this monkey.

"Golden Cicada Dharma Master, I admire your courage!"

Hearing the conversation between the master and his disciples, Xu Yang's eyes turned cold. He reached out and slapped Golden Cicada's face several times. Each palm was the epitome of physical strength. Even if a divine mountain stood here, it would be reduced to dust, flying sand and stones, leveled to the ground.

"Om…"

Golden Cicada had just uttered the first word of the Tightening Mantra when the Great Battle Saint fell to the ground, wailing and rolling around. Then the sound stopped abruptly, and wails came from Golden Cicada's mouth. His face was swollen like a small mountain, and several teeth had been knocked out.

This wasn't the end. Xu Yang reached out and grabbed the golden kasaya on Golden Cicada's body, pulling it hard. The kasaya emitted countless Buddhist rhymes, impacting his arm and shattering the clothes on his arm. The powerful impact seemed capable of reversing the sun and moon, but it could only achieve this much because Xu Yang's body seemed to have several great suns suspended in the air. The scorching temperature could melt everything, leaving nothing of all living things.

"Bang!"

In an instant, countless collisions occurred. Each collision was an ultimate attack. The aftershocks of the collisions caused the space to show signs of collapse.

"Demon, don't even think about snatching this monk's old remains!"

Golden Cicada's body radiated with Buddhist light. One after another, Buddhist secret texts leaped from his body. Even the old remains were chanting, resisting Xu Yang's magical power.

He realized that the other party was not only a demon but also a bandit. Without saying a word, he first snatched away his staff, and now he wanted to snatch his old remains. He really wanted to ask, 'What's the use of you snatching these things? You're not a Buddhist, even if I give them to you, you can't use them!'

These old remains were the accumulation of his previous lives, with his mark on them. Only he could unseal them, only he could use them!

"There are thousands of magical treasures in the world, and those who are destined to have them reside in them. You say these are your old remains, but does it have your name written on it? Or can it answer you when you call it?"

Xu Yang slapped Golden Cicada's face while using various ancient techniques to collide with the endless Buddhist rhymes, wanting to peel the old remains off Golden Cicada's body. But the old remains seemed to be growing inside Golden Cicada's body, as if rooted. To peel them off, he had to put in a lot of effort. Most importantly, these old remains were indeed a rare treasure, capable of producing a protective Buddhist light, allowing Golden Cicada to be immune to a certain degree of damage.

For this effect alone, Xu Yang would get these old remains no matter what. He didn't need them himself, but he could give them to his disciples, giving them an extra layer of protection when they traveled outside in the future.

"Namo…"

Golden Cicada really wanted to prove that these old remains were his old remains. Couldn't this demon see that the golden patterns all over these old remains were the same as cicada wings? Even if this demon couldn't see, he could use Buddhist mantras to make the old remains respond to him. That couldn't be fake, right!

"You want to chant again!"

Xu Yang struck again, slapping Golden Cicada's face. Sparks flew with the blow, and several more of Golden Cicada's teeth fell out, along with some of the Buddhist light on the old remains kasaya dimming.

"Puh!"

Golden Cicada spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring at Xu Yang, feeling both wronged and inexplicable, his voice slurred:

"Didn't you let this monk prove…"

"Let you prove, and you prove? What do you take me for?! I'm a demon!"

Xu Yang was about to paste the words 'stupid' on Golden Cicada's forehead. He was still pouring in magical power, wanting to snatch the old remains and incidentally kill this sanctimonious bald donkey.

"Too much deception, too much deception!"

Golden Cicada had experienced several lives, and his mentality was originally very peaceful. Even though he had been beaten so badly by Xu Yang, he had not lost his mind too much. But after being repeatedly teased by Xu Yang's words, he became somewhat angry, and immeasurable merit light was radiating from his body. These merit lights had always been hidden in his body, the true foundation of his being, and now they were truly being used.

"Boom!"

The originally lifeless Buddha statues in the ancient temple actually came back to life, shrouded in vast Buddhist rhymes, golden light scattering. They were chanting together, as if crossing over from ancient times, the sound of chanting overwhelming, wanting to help Golden Cicada suppress the demon.

With the blessing of the Buddha statues, Golden Cicada's body was plated with a layer of immeasurable Buddha light. The old remains were also evolving mysterious Buddhist patterns, mysterious and unpredictable, as if the supreme truth of heaven and earth, with a deafening effect. At this time, Golden Cicada, although his face was still red and swollen, was like a merit Buddha who had attained enlightenment for many years!

"Evil creature, don't you surrender!"

Golden Cicada roared angrily. With the blessing of the old remains and the power of merit, the power of this roar was extraordinary. Even if there were beings from the upper realm here, they would be shattered to pieces by the roar.

However, this impact was not much to Xu Yang. His body seemed to rise with a great sun, illuminating the eight wastelands. An ultimate wave came from his body, as if an awakened prehistoric beast, making people palpitate!

Bang!

The roar undulated in layers of sound waves, hitting Xu Yang's body, making a shocking sound, as if the sky had collapsed.

Golden Cicada thought that this angry blow, even if it could not seriously injure Xu Yang, should be able to injure him. However, the result was often unsatisfactory.

Xu Yang stood in the ancient temple. He reached out and tore off a piece of his hem, shook it at Golden Cicada, and threw it away casually, saying lightly:

"I told you, you can't exert the power of this treasure, so let me do it!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and launched an attack, an ancient technique recorded in the Heaven-Covering Scripture. Instantly, a fiery streamer shot out, thrilling, like an ancient star across the sky, earth-shattering!

Golden Cicada did not dare to take it head-on. He chanted Buddhist scriptures, and lotus petals grew around his body, wrapping himself in them, with the meaning of new life. He wanted to resist Xu Yang's attack with a constant stream of vitality.

"What I love to hit most is turtle shells."

Xu Yang smiled. He used ancient techniques and landed on the lotus petals. A powerful aura emanated from the inside out. The terrifying fluctuations seemed to shatter the space!

"Crack!"

A crisp sound.

The turtle shell made of lotus flowers did not even resist a few rounds before being cracked in several places. It was only because Golden Cicada was still wearing the old remains that he had not been shattered to pieces.

"How can you be so strong? Are you a contemporary?"

Golden Cicada was in a mess, retreating rapidly, staring at Xu Yang with disbelief.

You know, whether it was him in this life or him in previous lives, he could be called one of the strongest people, known by the world as the monk most likely to surpass the World Honored One. Being able to be mentioned in the same breath as the World Honored One is enough to show how high his talent is!

But even so, with the old remains of his previous life in his hands, he still couldn't defeat this demon. Therefore, he had reason to believe that this demon should not be a contemporary, and is very likely to be a reincarnation of a ruthless person.

"Are you the old demon Han Ze Guang, or…"

Golden Cicada said a series of names. These names had glorious deeds in a certain era, and were his strong opponents. He had been strongly defeated by these opponents.

Of course, he didn't take it to heart, because he could be reincarnated and rebuilt, while others could only live one life…

But now, he was drumming in his heart, guessing which old friend Xu Yang was, and why he could also be reincarnated and rebuilt…

Xu Yang smiled and did not respond. This Golden Cicada guessed right, he was indeed a reincarnated person, but he only guessed half right. He was not the old demon Han, nor was he anyone else he said. He guessed, this Golden Cicada would not dare to guess randomly on others, because these people were involved in extremely great karma, and the most feared by Buddhists was the word karma.

"No matter who I am, give me the old remains!"

Xu Yang looked at Golden Cicada calmly, stretched out his hand, and said.

Golden Cicada's face changed, and he raised his eyes to look at Xu Yang, his eyes revealing deep vigilance, and said:

"The old remains cannot be given to you. This is the accumulation of this monk's previous lives. This monk still needs to rely on these old remains to prove the Buddha in this life, and sit side by side with the World Honored One!"

He had great ambitions, not only wanting to catch up with the World Honored One, but also wanting to surpass the World Honored One and become the number one person in Buddhism, worshiped by all Buddhas.

"You have no chance, give me the old remains, maybe there is still a chance to make your mantle shine."

Xu Yang said.

"Shine?"

"Could it be that the benefactor wants to join my Buddhist sect?"

Golden Cicada's tone softened, because he found that with his current self, he could not take down this demon at all, and it was more likely that he would be taken down by this demon.

When a man is under the eaves, he has to bow his head!

"Dead bald donkey, my master will not join the Buddhist sect!"

Before Xu Yang could speak, Liu Beifeng couldn't wait to respond for him.

If he joined the Buddhist sect, the World Honored One would have to be accompanied by the green lantern and ancient Buddha, what about the senior sisters, what about the sect master, what about the little aunt of the youngest senior sister… what about her?

"Benefactor, your disciple is a bit… a bit lively."

Golden Cicada wanted to get angry. After all, Liu Beifeng was just a junior in his eyes. If any monk dared to talk to him like this in Lingshan, he would definitely be knocked down Lingshan and suppressed forever under the mountain, but Xu Yang was staring at him fiercely, making him afraid to even get angry, and could only say the word lively against his will.

"I would be very happy if she was really a little more lively."

Xu Yang looked back at Liu Beifeng, and saw that when his disciple met his eyes, she lowered her head shyly, which made him laugh a little, and a smile appeared on his face. Then he looked at Golden Cicada, his expression returned to cold, and said:

"Stop talking nonsense, bring the old remains!"

His aura was soul-stirring, like a divine king patrolling, with divine brilliance burning in his eyes, dazzling and captivating, making people tremble. The laws of heaven and earth appeared around him, bringing infinite pressure.

"Benefactor, the old remains are really useless to you."

Golden Cicada's voice softened a little again, he begged for mercy, because even if he used his foundation, he could not shake the other party at all, and instead he would die with his teeth broken, which was a thankless task.

"If you don't give it, then I will take it myself!"

Xu Yang didn't want to talk nonsense with Golden Cicada. The other party had repeatedly produced malice towards him. According to his character, it was absolutely impossible for him to leave this ancient temple alive today.

He started again, the ancient temple shook, the heavens and the earth trembled, as if experiencing an unprecedented and peerless earthquake. Huge cracks opened in the ground, accompanied by fierce hurricanes, as if to penetrate the sky, an unstoppable attack swept out!

Golden Cicada noticed the danger coming, the hair on his body stood on end, and his back kept breaking out in cold sweat. He understood that the other party was serious, and did not dare to be careless at all. Various Buddhist rhymes rose from his body, and the golden cicada's old remains exerted powerful power, shining brightly in the universe. Each pattern was like a living thing, forming mysterious scriptures, the source could be traced back to the ancient times, and possessed terrifying transcendent power.

The collision was in an instant.

Under the venting of the terrifying energy aftermath, Xu Yang took half a step back, while Golden Cicada flew out directly, all the way, not knowing how many pillars he hit, his posture as embarrassing as it could be.