The ancestor of all monsters in Shushan

Once the giant Vajra Palm is released, the sky will collapse and the earth will split apart!

Li Ning and Atong were not bloodthirsty and cruel people, but they knew that if they wanted to trip up Old Man Shibi and Shisheng, they had to use big moves. Small fights could be easily resolved by the other party and would be of no use.

Sure enough, Shisheng and old man Shibi had to take over to greet him.

Shi Sheng crossed his hands and waved them. Dozens of sword energies formed a sword net, with a large amount of five elements spiritual fire burning inside. He moved forward to meet the golden Buddha's palm from Atong. With a loud bang, the Buddha's palm shattered into golden Buddha's light, which entangled with the five elements spiritual fire and burned into a ball of colorful flames.

Old Man Sibi used the Five Elements Divine Peak to take Li Ning's attack.

Looking at Chen Yan again, he had already been swept away by Zhu Youmu's Buddha's light and was escaping to the southwest.

Old man Shibi was not willing to give up. He roared like a tiger, swung his whisk, and released a raging magic golden sword of fire, which turned the sky red, and attacked Zhu Youmu from behind like a tide.

Li Ning and Atong were shining with Buddha's light and moved to the front. They both simultaneously launched a Vajra Palm to stop old man Sibi.

The three men's Buddha's Light Escape Technique was very fast. Old Man Sibi took the two Buddha's palm strikes alone, and the three monks were already far away.

Old man Sibi was furious and was about to give chase again when he sensed that Adhānva, Zhao Changsu and Golden God were peeking over here in the valley below.

When old man Shibi was fighting with Shisheng before, the three of them had already come out and were watching from afar, all terrified.

Adhātānpo and Golden God were both horrified to find that old man Sibi's magical powers had increased greatly than they remembered!
Everyone knows the Asura techniques and can tell someone’s strength at a glance. Old Man Sibi makes it look so easy that they feel he is unfathomable... There is no way they can defeat him.

Adhānpo finally realized that when she went to Divine Sword Peak to make trouble in the past, old man Shibi had really shown mercy to her. She had seen old man Shibi fighting with the two girls of the Xie family before. Although she knew that old man Shibi was suppressed by the Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda, she guessed that old man Shibi’s power was only suppressed to the fourth level, and then his vitality was seriously damaged and his cultivation level was reduced. Her skills had improved greatly in recent years, and with the help of Lord Jin and Zhao Changsu, she was able to deal with them.

Now it seems that old man Shibi's power was suppressed by at least six or seven levels by the Seven Treasures Golden Pagoda that day. It is not known whether he has fully recovered now, but the power he burst out is really terrifying!
The three guys didn't dare to make any move. Even Adhānva didn't even suggest launching a sneak attack while Old Man Sibi was fighting with Shisheng. They were really scared.

After seeing the three monks suddenly attack and then old man Sibi's fury, the three of them looked at each other and quickly reached a consensus - leave quickly!

They turned and walked into the tunnel. Just as they took a step, they heard the sinister voice of old man Sibi from behind: "Where are you going?"

The three men were so frightened that they turned around stiffly at the same time and saw old man Shibi standing behind them, wearing red clothes and with a red face, obviously burning with anger.

The Golden God reacted the fastest. He ran over and knelt on his knees: "Master! Oh, Master! I have been following your advice for so many years... Thanks to you, you told me not to come out and to stay underground, unable to look up to see the light of day. I have been fine for so many years, without any disasters. I have always wanted to go to Divine Sword Peak, thank you, but I was afraid to come out of the ground to see the sun..."

Old man Shibi snorted coldly and looked at Zhao Changsu again.

Zhao Changsu hurried over, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, and said with a smile, "Daoyou Shibi, I haven't seen you for many years..."

"Bastard!" Old man Shibi swung his whisk and a magical light flew towards Zhao Changsu.

Zhao Changsu hurriedly used a palm leaf fan to catch it, but the devilish light was as condensed as a mountain, getting heavier and heavier. He asked anxiously, "Master Shibi, what do you mean by this?"

"Are you worthy enough to call me fellow Taoist? Kneel down and talk to me!" Old man Shibi swung his whisk again, and the weight of the magic light instantly increased by more than ten times.

Zhao Changsu knew that the other party was furious and would kill him if they disagreed. He did not dare to release the powerful gods and demons, so he had to kneel down as well, still smiling: "Master, if you say I should kneel, then kneel. Why are you so anxious to give orders..."

The old man Sibi said sternly: "The three evil disciples of the White-browed Monk have stolen the person I wanted. Now I am going to Shihu Mountain in Yunnan to get him back. You come with me and help me deal with one of the evil disciples each. If you can get the person back intact, I will reward you. If not, I will skin you alive, tear your bones apart, extract your souls, and refine them into gods and demons!"

Before the words fell, Lord Jin said, "What you said, Master Brother... I wanted to go over and help just now, but those three monks ran too fast, and I was worried that I was too weak and would delay Master's use of the Asura Divine Art, so I..."

"Shut up!" Old man Shibi raised his hand and shot out two magic lights. One hit Jin Shenjun's head, and the other flew towards Zhao Changsu. Zhao Changsu wanted to use his palm-leaf fan to stop it, but the magic light that old man Shibi had released earlier actually wrapped up his palm-leaf fan. After a slight delay, the magic light also flew into his head.

Both of them knew that the most powerful Asura in the sect was possessed by a spirit. It would be fine if they obeyed old man Sibi, but once the old man was unhappy, he could control the demon to control their bodies to self-mutilate or even explode and die. Their souls would also be controlled by him like puppets. Unless the other party showed mercy and took the initiative to release them, they would always be old man Sibi's puppets and slaves, and would not be able to be reborn even after death, and would never be free.

But they had no choice now and could only smile and show their loyalty to avoid angering old man Sibi.

Old man Sibi turned around and left with the two of them. From beginning to end, he acted as if he had never seen Atharva.

Adhana remained frozen in place, as if under a spell, until the three men had walked away. Only then did she "come back to life", already covered in cold sweats.

Old Man Shibi and his two men rushed to Shihu Mountain and found Shisheng was already there. Shisheng's solution was different from his. His first reaction was to immediately find helpers, fight with the other party, and take the person back by force.

Shi Sheng used courtesy first and then force, knocking on the door and asking for someone.

The one who received him was Atong. Atong said, "We just followed our senior brother to invite fellow Taoist Chen Yan to be our guest. We have no ill intentions."

Shi Sheng said, "How could you guys act like you were inviting us to dinner just now?"

He asked to meet Chen Yan, but Atong said that the senior brother would not allow it. He then said that he wanted to visit Zen Master Baimei, but Atong said that the Zen master had left the mountain several months ago and had not been heard from since, and no one knew where he had gone.

After the "ritual" is over, what remains is the "soldiers".

Shi Sheng attacked Atong directly, and a large number of sword nets instantly enveloped Atong.

In his previous life, Atong was Wei Bagong. His disciples, Lie Baduo, were all leaders. The Red-haired Old Man was his descendant. Old Man Kuzhu was his good friend... He had also cultivated for many lifetimes and could have been reborn in paradise long ago.

Of course, just as there are different levels of immortality in the Xuanmen cultivation, such as the Golden Immortal and the Heavenly Immortal, even among the same Heavenly Immortals, the achievements they achieve after ascending are different.

Buddhism also aims to be reborn in the Pure Land, but it is divided into three levels and nine grades according to each person’s merits and cultivation.

An old rural lady who chants Buddha's name with one-pointed concentration can be reborn in the Pure Land in her next life. But this is definitely different from someone like Zen Master Tianmeng, who started practicing Buddhism in the Eastern Han Dynasty and spent one or two thousand years to achieve his accomplishments.

The top-level, upper-grade rebirths are accompanied by Amitabha Buddha, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, who are followed by countless incarnations of Buddhas from the Pure Land, arhats and monks who follow the Buddha’s teachings, and the good gods of the heavens who believe in Buddhism... all come to receive them. Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva gives the practitioner a diamond platform, who rides on it and arrives in the Pure Land in a blink of an eye, manifesting directly in the lotus pond...

The several great monks and nuns in the Shushan world would all be of this quality when they passed away.

As for the lowest level of rebirth, they are those who are destined to hell. When they are dying, they are saved by a great monk, who teaches them to chant the Buddha's name, put down their butcher knives, and chant Namo Amitabha Buddha ten times in a row. They can also be reborn, but no one comes to take them away. Only a golden lotus takes them away. After reaching the Western Paradise, they have to go through twelve great kalpas before the lotus blooms and they can be reborn.

The difference in treatment and achievement between the two is even greater than the gap between Golden Immortal and Loose Immortal.

Atong can also be reborn, and Shisheng can also ascend, but there is still a big gap in their actual magical powers.

He was covered by Shi Sheng's spirit stone sword net, which was about to cut him into pieces in an instant. His mind raced and he immediately put his hands together, and a great sandalwood Buddha light emerged from his body.

The sword net cut the big sandalwood Buddha light into pieces, and there was also a small sandalwood Buddha light close to the body inside. The small sandalwood Buddha light was also cut into pieces and cut directly on Atong's body from head to toe.

"Namo Amitabha!" Atong had extraordinary concentration, as if he was sitting in a house of thorns or fire, but his heart was not disturbed at all. The Buddha's light reflected back at him, and his whole body immediately became as if made of gold.

"Swish, swish..." The sword energy cut around his body, and Atong's clothes were torn into pieces. However, after being blocked by the two layers of Buddha's light in front, it was already a spent force, leaving only some scratches on Atong's purple gold body.

Shi Sheng stretched out his hand and pointed, and all the sword energy exploded, and five-colored spiritual flames of red, green, yellow and white blew out from it. In an instant, it became a huge fireball that wrapped Atong inside.

He pointed his hand at the fireball, which wrapped around Atong and burned fiercely: "I want to see whether your Dharma body is real gold or fake gold, and whether it can withstand the test of fire!"

Atong's body slowly rose up, his whole body was made of gold, and he sat cross-legged. He knew that he could not compare with Shisheng in terms of Taoism and magical power. If he fought back, he would be exposed immediately. If he got angry, the Buddha's light would be weakened. Therefore, he put life and death aside, closed his eyes, put his hands together, and just chanted the Buddha's name.

He had practiced Zen for many lifetimes and had reached a very high level of concentration. With one pure and focused thought, a ball of Buddha's light naturally emerged from his heart and flowed out of his body, gradually repelling the five elements of spiritual fire.

Shi Sheng smiled, "The little monk is really capable. He can even withstand the fire! But you Buddhists regard the flesh as a smelly skin bag, saying that we who cultivate immortality and pursue longevity are corpse-guarding ghosts. Then why do you cultivate the smelly skin bag into a golden body? It's just that we Taoists regard the flesh body as a hut. You monks are empty of the five aggregates and don't hold on to money, but you build your huts to be magnificent and golden, more luxurious than the palaces of mortal emperors. It's very different. Try my thunder and fire refining palace again!"

He stretched out his finger, and thunder fell from the sky and struck the fireball.

The thunder he used was the purple-green Tushita divine thunder created by Shi Feiyang himself.

Other people's thunder is like a bolt of lightning that appears and disappears suddenly.

His thunder is a combination of his own true energy and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As long as his magic power is sufficient, the thunder energy will be drawn down continuously.

“Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack—” Countless thunders roared continuously, splitting Atong into a lightning ball emitting five-colored flames! (End of this chapter)