Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 747: Don’t refuse the puppet that comes to your door

At the beginning, General Fei and Ergou launched a fire attack on the Qingzhou navy at Chunshen Lake. Now the imperial cavalry wants to retaliate and give him a wave of rocket rain.

Huanggua was so scared that she hid in the cabin, but Chu Pingsheng told her not to. The Flying General kicked off with his claws, leaped upwards, flapped his wings, and a gust of wind spread out, blowing away all the rockets falling from the sky.

The opposing cavalry unit was not discouraged. The front row knights moved backwards, and the back row knights moved away. After exchanging positions, they launched a second round of shooting in an attempt to exhaust the Flying General's true energy.

Chu Pingsheng stretched out his hand towards Old Xu: "You have just entered the celestial phenomena. The golden energy between heaven and earth is the main killing force. The sword energy is the golden energy, and the sword intention is the killing intention. The sword intention can kill people. Everything has killing intention, and everything can kill people. I will only demonstrate it once. If you understand it, you can fight against the earthly immortals even in the celestial phenomena."

Old Xu's expression turned stern and he handed over half of the Su Wang.

Chu Pingsheng took the sword in his hand and slowly raised his arm. Unlike the previous golden seal of the Dahuangting and the blue and red double spiral that appeared on his forehead, this time there were two small sword patterns, one black and one white. The water around the Chima boat became as smooth as a mirror, not icy. There was no change in the sky, no dark clouds gathered, no thunder appeared, and there was not even a trace of wind between heaven and earth. However, an atmosphere of oppression that made it difficult to breathe spread on the river beach. Green and yellow grass leaves began to sway and bend towards the depths of the river beach.

There is obviously no wind, so why are there so many grasses?
Zhao Fengya glanced at her master in confusion, and when she turned around as if she had sensed something, she saw green lines like powerful arrows, piercing through the soldiers under Prince Guangling's command, both men and horses. The green of the grass and the red of the blood were intertwined and flying above the river beach. Two thousand cavalrymen were killed in just a few breaths, and turned into corpses with their eyes open on the river beach.

Wang Chudong, Zhao Fengya, Pei Nanwei, and even the disabled Xu Zhihu who had recovered a little strength and was struggling to get up on the rear deck, felt a chill on their backs and their teeth chattering.

Those people just died like that?
Huanggua moved forward and looked at the bows and arrows that had fallen in front of the pier. Some of the cloth wrapped around the arrows were still burning. The scene of them being chased by Prince Guangling's cavalry just now seemed like a dream.

Old Xu remained silent. He closed his eyes and quietly felt the lingering murderous intent among the grass and trees growing on the river beach. His killing sword needed to spread his true energy around his body to kill people, or turn it into a killing sword like black fire. His master stubbornly named it Zhan Yue. It was not until today that he realized how powerful his master's swordsmanship was. Everything can be a sword, and everything can carry murderous intent. To be the enemy of the master is to be the enemy of heaven and earth.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant came from afar, interrupting his perception and forcibly forcing him out of that mysterious state. Old Xu felt very uncomfortable and looked in the direction of the voice.

Wang Chudong and others also looked in the direction of the sound, looking for the person chanting the Buddha's name.

Chu Pingsheng frowned slightly, he was already a little angry and wanted to kill.

I saw an elderly monk wearing a patchwork robe, with a white beard down to his chest, white eyebrows over his chin, and eyes half-open and half-closed, walking slowly under a crooked Chinese fir tree on the river bank. He had a white beard down to his chest, white eyebrows over his chin, and eyes half-open and half-closed.

"Ryozen Temple, Nagarjuna the monk."

"Good."

After saying "Good", the monk increased his speed suddenly. In the previous step he was walking slowly under the tree, and in the next step he appeared on the other side of the pier, with one palm standing on his chest, looking at the people on the boat.

Old Xu held the half of Su Wang in his hand, full of murderous intent. If the old monk had not been so talkative just now, he would have gained more insights from his master's Qiankun Sword.

Chu Pingsheng said coldly: "Tell me your purpose."

Monk Longshu said: "Lingzhou, Qingzhou, Laoshan Island, Huting County, Guangling River, this old monk hopes that Lin Tanhua will understand the will of heaven and think that heaven has the virtue of loving life, so he should stop killing people and stop it."

"What will you do after you stop? Will you realize that you have committed many sins and convert to Buddhism?" Chu Pingsheng looked at him with a teasing expression.

"I dare not. I just don't want to see the world in chaos and the people suffering."

"Then why didn't you show up when Prince Guangling's soldiers charged into the battle just now? Now that the dust has settled, why are you showing mercy again?"

"I am an old monk with limited strength. I learned the news from King Guangling, but it is too late for me to rush here."

"So it was you who persuaded Zhao Piao to stop sending more troops to attack?"

"That's good, that's good."

"In that case, we should thank you for helping to stop Zhao Piu?"

"I just did my duty."

"It's my job." Chu Pingsheng sneered, "Is interrupting my groom's enlightenment also my job?"

Monk Longshu clasped his hands together and said, "What I did was just because I didn't want that donor to be further possessed by the devil."

Old Xu couldn't help but said, "You keep calling him a demon. The Beiliang Xu family has killed countless people, but you turned a blind eye to such a demon. Now you come here to pretend to be merciful and say so much nonsense. Why? Let's do it."

Monk Longshu shook his head and said, "This old monk doesn't know martial arts? I came here only to persuade you two to put down your butcher knives."

“You don’t know martial arts?” Old Xu used to be a laborer in an oil mill, so naturally he didn’t know the background of the monk Nagarjuna.

Chu Pingsheng explained, "The monk Nagarjuna only read the Diamond Sutra throughout his life, and unknowingly achieved the Great Diamond Realm of Buddhism, which is comparable to the land immortals of Taoism and Confucianism. He does not have the skills to kill people, but his own defense is very strong... Let's put it this way, drinking a bowl of his blood can make a warrior at the level of a second-grade junior master gain a diamond physique, and an ordinary first-grade master cannot hurt him. Of course, his skills in hustling are not bad, and you have seen his magical power of feet."

Cucumber, Green Ant and others suddenly realized what had happened and thought to themselves that he was actually a resistant monk, no wonder he looked like an ascetic.

Old Xu didn't believe in evil, because he practiced the way of killing, which emphasized killing with shocking killing intent and killing everything: "I want to see how strong your defense is."

He raised the broken sword of the Su Wang, and gray threads filled with murderous intent appeared in the sky.

The monk Longshu said: "Okay, Mr. Xu, if I accept your sword, please let go of your killing intention and make peace with your hatred. How about that?"

Chu Pingsheng had a strange look on his face. Regardless of whether Monk Longshu could block Lao Xu's sword, this scene looked very familiar.

He thought about it carefully. Isn't this the same as the scene in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber where Kong Jian received Xie Xun's Seven Injury Fist?

Those thin threads of murderous intent began to converge on the broken sword of the Su Wang, flowing over the sword body that was half as short as an ordinary long sword, like surging flames.

"and many more."

Chu Pingsheng stopped Lao Xu: "I suddenly thought of a good idea."

The people around him looked at him in confusion.

"Zhao Fengya, go to the cabin and move the talisman urn."

"Eh?"

"It's the talisman urn you just knocked over."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fengya, Pei Nanwei and Lu Yi turned pale and looked terrified.

"Isn't he compassionate? Isn't he the living Buddha? Isn't he best at influencing others to accept his 'goodness'? Today, I, the demon, will also influence him to accept my 'demon' once he comes down."

Zhao Fengya: “…”

"Go ahead, why are you standing there?"

Huanggua, Wang Chudong and others didn't know what the talisman jar was, but that didn't stop her from seeing Zhao Fengya stunned, and warning and urging the maid who had just finished her internship to do as her master ordered.

"Oh."

Zhao Fengya bravely ran into the cabin, and soon came to the front deck holding a jar with a yellow talisman on it. Her nervousness could be seen from the way she held the edge of the jar tightly.

Chu Pingsheng lightly tapped his fingers, the yellow talisman fell, the lid of the jar opened, and a cloud of black smoke floated out, rolling towards the ascetic monk at the end of the plank road.

Zhao Fengya swallowed her saliva. She thought that corpse worms could only crawl on the ground, but she didn't expect that after being guided by the breeder's magic, they could also turn on the flying mode.

Monk Nagarjuna didn't know what this thing was, but his intuition told him that it would be better not to touch it. He opened his eyes and was about to use his magical power of feet to get away from it, but the young man in front of him clenched his hands, and the space under his feet seemed to be locked. He could not shrink the ground into an inch. He stayed away from the pier. He could only close his five senses, twirl the beads with both hands and recite the Diamond Sutra, allowing the black fog to wrap around his body. The smoke-like silk fibers penetrated into his body through his ears and nostrils, and the gaps between the robes and skin were also densely covered with a layer of black fog.

"What... is this?" Huanggua looked at Zhao Fengya, who was tilting her head with a look of fear on her face, and couldn't understand the origin of the black smoke coming out of the jar. However, Lin Xiao kept clapping his hands, pointing at the monk's face and saying it was very funny.

At this time, the monk Nagarjuna was no longer chanting. The expressions on his face were distorted. Sometimes he was crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes in pain, sometimes comfortable, and sometimes angry. There were even a few breaths when he stared at the beautiful princess with lustful eyes. He did not look like a great Buddhist master at all.

Chu Pingsheng jumped lightly and came in front of the monk Longshu: "How does it feel to be able to see but not speak, to be able to think but not control your body? You only have the body of the Buddha's great diamond, which is invulnerable to swords and guns, and is invulnerable to water and fire, but you don't have the true energy to kill people? I was worried that it would take time for the corpse worms to transform the human body, so they ran to me and taught me to put down the butcher knife and turn to Buddhism. If you count carefully, I have killed at least 800 monks. One more and one less will not make much difference, old bald donkey, I will let you watch with your own eyes the great diamond body you obtained from reading the scriptures turn into a big demon who kills thousands of people."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have true qi, and it doesn't matter if you can't kill people. As long as you have the strength to swing a knife, your body will help you kill."

Chu Pingsheng reached forward, with the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand. He turned around and handed it to the monk Longshu, then pointed to an invisible place on the riverbank and gave orders.

"Kill Zhao Yi's entire family and his fifty thousand soldiers. If anyone from Dahuang City dares to stop us, kill them too."

(End of this chapter)