Chapter 1,760 Saving the Buddha Saint

"What a speed!"

The expressions of the Second Saint changed drastically. The golden lightning was so fast that they had no time to dodge and had no choice but to fight with it!

"puff!"

"puff!"

However, they used their strongest means to resist, and the two saints were still hit by golden lightning. At the same time, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from their mouths, and they flew backwards like a kite with a broken string!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

After falling heavily to the ground, the Second Saint looked extremely pale. He struggled to get up, clutching his injured chest and looked at the Golden-winged Owl Eagle.

They already paid enough attention to the Golden-winged Owl Eagle, but they never expected that the latter's combat power, who had understood the secret of the divine realm, was far more powerful than they expected!

"The aura contained in the lightning attack of this golden-winged owl eagle just now is very similar to that of the mysterious strong man who took away the demon ancestor!"

Qin Guan was shocked when he saw this shocking battle from a distance.

Although the Second Saint of Grand Cloud Sky possesses powerful formation skills, they are probably no match for the golden-winged owl in front of them!

"withdraw!"

Sure enough, the Buddha Sage and the Taoist Sage exchanged glances. They nodded slightly and fled in both directions at the same time!

"Hmph! You disturb me from your rest and you want to escape? What a dream!"

The golden-winged owl snorted coldly, and the eagle-headed phantom screamed strangely again, and a golden lightning shot out!

"puff!"

Golden lightning struck one person, and a stream of blood shot out in mid-air, streaking down in a parabola.

"Whoosh!"

The golden-winged owl spread its wings and rushed forward. After a moment, it turned back and snorted coldly:

"Humph, they were not killed on the spot and allowed them to escape. They are lucky!"

After saying that, the golden-winged owl glanced at Qin Guan's hiding place, with disdain flashing in his bright eyes, it flapped its wings and soared into the sky, and quickly disappeared.

"It seems that I have just been discovered by the Golden-winged Owl."

Qin Guan stood up from his hiding place and smiled bitterly.

It is estimated that the Golden-winged Owl Eagle felt that his level was too low and did not even bother to take action.

"The golden-winged owl can detect my existence, and I'm afraid the two saints who are closer will also notice me."

Qin Guan pondered.

"I've been delayed by this battle for too long, I'd better hurry up and find Xinran's whereabouts!"

Qin Guan was about to leave, but suddenly thought of something, turned his head and focused his gaze on the direction where the Buddha escaped:

"Instead of searching aimlessly like this, I might as well catch up with the Buddha. Maybe she can find a way to locate Xinran."

Qin Guan soon made up his mind and chased the Buddha in the direction where he fled.

"Hey, where is the person?"

After traveling for more than three hundred miles, Qin Guan frowned and found no trace of the Buddha.

It stands to reason that since the Buddha was injured, his speed of performing miracles should be enough to catch up, but now there is no sign of the Buddha at all.

Could it be that the Buddha's speed was much faster than he expected and he had already escaped?

When Qin Guan was confused, he suddenly sniffed his nose, and a faint smell of blood floated into his nose from the air. Qin Guan quickly locked the direction and searched for it along the smell of blood.

Soon, Qin watched a fainted figure lying on the ground beside a creek not far away.

His black hair was scattered and covered his face. The nun's robe was stained with blood. A clearly visible slender wound on his back was bleeding out. The blood flowed into the creek along the side of the stream and mixed with the water. Together, flow downstream.

"It's the Buddha!"

Sensing the faint aura emanating from the figure, Qin Guan's eyes lit up and he quickly came to his side.

"It seems that the Buddha was hit by the lightning of the Golden-winged Owl Eagle and was seriously injured!"

Qin Guan frowned. The wound on the Buddha's back was so deep that the bones could be seen. It must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise he might be teleported out of the temple at any time!

There was no way to treat him by the stream. Qin Guan took out the hemostatic medicine and briefly stopped the bleeding of the Buddha, picked him up, found a nearby cave, and entered it.

"I'm offended!"

Laying the Buddha on his side with his back facing him, Qin Guan muttered silently in his heart, tore open the clothes on the wound on his back, carefully treated and bandaged the wound, and then took out a healing elixir and stuffed it into the Buddha's mouth.

It wasn't until the Buddha's aura gradually stabilized that Qin Guan nodded with relief, walked to the side and sat cross-legged, taking out the wishing beads.

He estimated that it would take some time for the Buddha to wake up, so he might as well use this time to practice and improve his strength.

After the transformation of the wish power beads, the wish power inside can be easily absorbed. Qin Guan refined nearly a hundred of them in one breath, and his aura was twice as strong as before. He had a vague feeling that he might break through to the fifth level of the Martial Saint at any time.

Just when Qin Guan was about to break through to the fifth level of the Martial Saint in one go, he suddenly felt a gaze coming from the side.

Qin Guan turned his head and looked around, and saw that the Buddha had woken up at some point, sitting cross-legged, with a pair of beautiful eyes blinking, and his gaze fell on him.

"Are you awake?"

Qin Guan said with a smile.

"Um."

The Buddha nodded:

"Did you save the poor nun?"

"That's right! But don't be polite to me, no need to thank me."

Qin Guan smiled and waved his hand.

"Thank you? Why should I thank you?"

A cold light flashed in the Buddha's beautiful eyes, and there was some displeasure in his voice.

"Don't you have a proverb in Buddhism, 'Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda'? I saved you and have been so kind to you. Isn't it worthy of you to say thank you?"

The smile on Qin Guan's face froze and he was speechless.

"Sorry, the proverb you are talking about has never been heard by a poor nun!"

The Buddha said coldly.

"What? You haven't heard of it? No wonder the nuns here have long hair. It turns out they are nothing like the nuns in my hometown!"

Qin Guan said in astonishment.

"The poor nun is the supreme Buddhist saint of Gran Yuntian. No one has ever dared to touch me. You are the first person to blaspheme the poor nun in so many years. Do you know your sin?"

The Buddha's face was cold and he stared at Qin Guan.

"Blasphemy? So I made a mistake in saving you?"

Qin Guan became more and more speechless:

"Listen clearly to me, I have a fiancée and I have no interest in an old woman like you!"

He kindly saved the Buddha, but the other party didn't thank him, but he even scolded him. Qin Guan also felt a little angry in his heart and spoke mercilessly.

Sure enough, upon hearing Qin Guan's words, a flash of anger flashed in the Buddha's beautiful eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and said:

"For the sake of helping me once, you can forget about your rudeness to me, but please don't mention what happened today again. Do you understand?"

The Buddha said coldly.

"Why does it feel so shameless to save her life?"

Qin Guan muttered speechlessly and spread his hands:

"I can agree to your conditions, but I want to know if you can sense the specific location of your Buddhist junior who has entered the fourth floor of the temple?"

"Of course. The poor nun is a Buddhist saint, and the whereabouts of my Buddhist disciples can be sensed."

The Buddha nodded and said.