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Chapter 170: Buddhist Secrets, Heavenly Eyes and Heavenly Ears

The place where Su Heng and Li Lingxiu agreed to meet was in Fen County, Liuzhou.

It is called Fen County because it is close to Fen River, the largest tributary of Guanjiang River.

The water level of the Fen River was relatively shallow, and now it was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, so the climate around Fen County was particularly hot and humid. At this time, in a rather magnificent mangrove forest, large groups of mosquitoes and flies were buzzing under the leaves, making an irritating sound.

Gulu!
Bubbles emerged from the black swamp.

A huge gray crocodile slowly floated its head upwards, waiting for its prey to arrive.

Snapped!
A foot wearing cloth shoes and black leggings rested on top of the crocodile's head.

The crocodile seemed to be unaware of anything. Even the black water beneath it did not cause any ripples. To it, it was like a dead leaf falling on its head. There was no difference.

The owner of the leggings has mastered Qinggong to a superb level, but his appearance is in stark contrast to the skills he displays.

A fat man over two meters tall and shaped like a ball passed through the swamp. He was wearing monk's robes and had a scar on his head. But the fat on his body made the gray monk's robe bulge, and his face was greasy. It made people wonder whether he followed the rules and regulations after becoming a monk.

The fat man's name is Monk Huiming, an arhat in the Baifo Temple.

This trip is to assist Black Evil Bodhisattva in dealing with Su Heng and Li Lingxiu.

Although he was called an assistant, in reality, with Monk Huiming's ordinary internal cultivation, he could not play any role in a battle of this scale. However, he practiced the secret method of Buddhism, the divine eye, and had excellent eyesight, so he did not need to participate in the battle head-on.

What he wants to do.

After confirming who was coming, he and his junior brother released the half-crazy Black Evil Bodhisattva.

Then he and his fellow apprentice ran far away. After the Black Evil Bodhisattva had dealt with the enemy, the two of them brought the Bodhisattva back to the Hundred Buddha Temple.

This task sounds simple.

But in fact, every step is extremely critical.

If you don't handle it well, the result will be death.

But Huiming and his fellow apprentice Huitong had done similar things many times, so they were not very nervous at this moment.

Swish!
Huiming's figure flashed.

The fat on his body shrank, and he passed through a bush in the forest and escaped into a cool and dry area deep in the mangroves.

There was another monk wearing a black robe. He closed his eyes and put his ear to the ground. As if he heard something, he stood up slowly and looked up at his senior brother, Monk Huiming.

The black-robed monk had a skinny body, but his ears were big and full, and his earlobes fell directly to his shoulders.

It emits a faint hazy light in the dark environment.

These ears are large and majestic, like the Buddha statues in the rock walls of the temple.

But when paired with Huitong's thin and short body, it looks extremely inharmonious, even weird.

Monk Huiming practices the ability of clairvoyance.

This supernatural power can see all shapes and colors in the world without any obstacles.

Monk Huitong practiced another secret method called Celestial Ear, which could hear all sounds in the world.

The two cooperate.

It means keeping an eye on all directions and keeping an ear to all sides, and maximizing the efficiency of intelligence gathering.

"Brother, do you have any news?" The skinny monk Huitong asked coldly.

"No." Monk Huiming slapped a fly above his head to death, then asked with a smile, "I wonder if you have gained anything, Junior Brother?"

"We still need to wait." Monk Huitong replied.

"Where is Black Evil Bodhisattva? Has he calmed down now?" Monk Huiming asked again, and this time the smile on his face was more restrained.

"Uh……"

Monk Huitong did not answer, but looked towards the woods behind.

Under the lush branches of a sycamore tree, an old rattan box with a diameter of one square was placed on the ground. In the humid and hot mangrove forest, there were buzzing mosquitoes and flies everywhere. Only around the rattan box was there silence, exuding a cold and strange atmosphere.

Through the gap in the rattan box, you can see a pair of blood-red eyes looking out.

"hiss……"

Monk Huitong inadvertently met those eyes.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart and quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

"The Bodhisattva just made a fuss for a while, and I offered him corpse incense. After enjoying the corpse incense, the Bodhisattva calmed down, but..."

Monk Huitong looked bitter, "The incense offerings we brought with us this time have been used up."

"If the Bodhisattva goes crazy again next time, things will be troublesome."

"Hiss..." Monk Huiming lowered his head and paced back and forth on the ground. He also felt that the situation was difficult to handle. "I can only hope that there is no mistake in the intelligence and those two people can come soon."

Huiming and Huitong both said "Amitabha" in unison.

The so-called corpse incense offering is a kind of blood food made from premature babies and various precious materials. It is specially used to calm the evil spirits of demons and is also an indispensable material for practicing the way of "imperial control".

According to legend, the highest quality corpse offerings even use royal blood as the main ingredient.

The last time the raw materials were obtained was a thousand years ago, when the living Buddha of the Baifo Temple obtained them from a princess of the "Da Yue" Dynasty.

For thousands of years since then, the skeletons have been pressed to the ground by the current Zhou Dynasty. Now that troubled times have arrived, perhaps we can take this opportunity to obtain new materials.

Monk Huitong looked at the black grease left by the corpse offering on the ground, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind. At this moment -

"Senior Brother!" Monk Huitong's surprised voice brought the fat man back to reality.

"Hmm?" Monk Huiming was startled and asked hurriedly, "But there is news."

"I heard footsteps." Monk Huitong leaned his whole body against the ground. He listened for a while and slowly raised his head. "In the northwest direction."

Monk Huiming's expression became solemn, with a faint golden light in his eyes.

Look in the direction of your junior fellow disciple's finger.

The overlapping leaves and branches in front of him disappeared in the sight of Monk Huiming, leaving only a transparent, swaying shadow. His gaze traveled across several kilometers and finally landed on a high hillside in the swamp.

There are no trees around the hillside, and the bright sunlight shines through unobstructed.

And in the golden sunlight, a giant with a strong and sturdy figure and a calm and peaceful expression was standing alone.

Seems to be waiting for something.

"This person..." Monk Huiming withdrew his gaze.

He rubbed his temple, recalling the portrait he had seen before the mission, "It should be that Dusi, not Li Lingxiu."

"Is that so?" Upon hearing this, Monk Huitong was obviously disappointed.

Their main target for this mission was Li Lingxiu, and Su Heng was just a gift. He was not valuable, and it was not worth using a killer like the Black Evil Bodhisattva.

"How is his cultivation?" Monk Hui Tong asked again.

"If his cultivation is not high, we can directly join forces to take him down, so as to avoid any changes later."

"Will this alert the enemy?" Monk Huiming felt that something was wrong, but he was unwilling to offend his junior brother.

He continued, "However, let's take a look at his cultivation first. It is quite good."

The clairvoyance that Monk Huiming cultivated is more than just the ability to see far.

It can also see through the disguises of demons and ghosts, and see through the enemy's cultivation base. As one of the six secret magical powers of Buddhism, the upper limit of the divine eye is extremely high. With the cultivation level of Monk Huiming not reaching the level of heavenly gui, although he cannot exert the full power of the divine eye, he can still see through the confusion and get a glimpse of the truth.

Monk Huiming once again used his clairvoyance to look at Su Heng from afar.

at the same time.

On the other side of the swamp, on the dry hillside.

Su Heng also frowned thoughtfully. Just now, he felt a soft feather brushing against his skin. The first time, he didn't take it too seriously. But the second time, it was obviously malicious.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the dragon blood in his body began to boil unconsciously.

Large veins of blood also exploded in the whites of his eyes, turning black and red, and he looked in the direction where the peeping came from.

Swah——

A breeze blew by, and the air became increasingly stuffy.

"Just like us, he is just cultivating his internal organs." Monk Huiming used his divine eye to detect Su Heng's cultivation level, and then laughed out loud, "After hearing about his deeds, I thought they were so mysterious, but it turns out to be just like this."

"People in the Central Plains are like this, they like to brag and make up myths."

Monk Huitong was also relieved when he heard this, and he agreed with a smile, "When we were in Skull Plain, I heard from the abbots that the Great Zhou Dynasty was full of masters. But now we have broken through the Cambrian Pass and entered deep into the Great Zhou territory without encountering any obstacles."

"Since he is not a natural ghost, why don't we two brothers join forces to capture him first?" Monk Huitong suggested.

"Well, that's fine..." Monk Huiming was about to nod in agreement.

But at this moment, he was surprised to find that Su Heng, thousands of meters away, was looking at him as if he had noticed something.

"He hasn't reached the level of Tiangui yet to activate his super senses, so how could he notice my gaze?" Monk Huiming was shocked, and then he was caught off guard and looked into Su Heng's eyes.

For an instant, time seemed to stand still, and then a loud "bang" exploded in Huiming's mind.

Those ferocious black and red pupils were like an angry dragon rising from the river.

The dragon's might that covered the sky and the sun extended across a distance of thousands of meters, creating ripples in the lush woodland swamps. Countless birds flapped their wings in fear and flew into the sky, then were frightened to death and turned into corpses that fell from the sky.

The bright light seemed to gradually fade, and the sky turned into a strange iron blue.

And in Huiming’s spiritual world——

Click!

Scarlet thunder flashed wildly.

His clairvoyance was broken, and both of his eyes exploded at once.

Monk Huiming covered his eyes, his fat body twitched, and he screamed "Ahhhhhh!" but the dark red sticky blood plasma still couldn't stop oozing out.

“Senior Brother!!!” Monk Hui Tong was shocked by this sudden change.

He reached out and held Monk Huiming's arms. Seeing Monk Huiming's bloody eyes, he took a deep breath and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Monster! Run!" Monk Huiming shouted in panic.

Monk Huitong had no idea what his fellow monk had seen that frightened him to such an extent.

Even the indescribable horrors on the Skeleton Plains did not seem to cause such a terrible backlash. He was anxiously trying to ask, but a calm voice behind him struck him like lightning, and he could not move -

"Who are you and where do you want to run to?"

(End of this chapter)