Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 364 The Heaven-Mending Stone
"The Sky-Mending Stone!?" Yang Jian exclaimed in surprise.

Qiu Chuji, however, was even more direct and decisive: "Brother Yang! Please lend me a hand!"

The moment Qiu Chuji saw the Heaven-Mending Stone fall, he knew his opportunity had arrived!

He was determined to seize it, no matter what.

In many myths and legends, the divine stones left over from Nuwa's patching of the sky play an extremely important role.

It could be the protagonist of the story, an important prop, or the source or catalyst of everything.

The two most famous pieces are: one gave birth to the Monkey King Sun Wukong, and the other accompanied the Divine Stone Attendant to the mortal world to experience its riches and honors.

Of course, the former's destiny and ultimate achievements were clearly far superior to the latter's.

Qiu Chuji no longer cared which of the fallen divine stones it was; he had only one thought: to drill into it and, with the divine essence of the Heaven-Mending Stone, use the full potential of his physical body to build an undeniable and supreme foundation for his physical ascension to sainthood.

The Heaven-Mending Stone is the most supreme divine object for human cultivators to repair their physical bodies.

Since the human race was originally created by the goddess Nuwa, and is almost identical to the sky-mending stone, reshaping the physical body with the sky-mending stone is akin to asking the goddess Nuwa to personally reshape the physical bodies of the first generation of ancient humans.

In Qiu Chuji's current cultivation, his primordial spirit is still slightly ahead, but his foundation is martial arts. Although martial arts also utilize the primordial spirit, the physical body is the foundation.

Therefore, Qiu Chuji was determined to obtain this Sky-Mending Stone. The moment he discovered it, he had no other choice.

No matter what challenges or punishments he faces after obtaining this Heaven-Mending Stone, he will accept them willingly.

Yang Jian instantly understood Qiu Chuji's plan. He wanted to dissuade him, since the Heaven-Mending Stones were made by the Goddess Nuwa, and each one that fell into the mortal world had its own destination and fate. If Qiu Chuji stole them in this way, he would surely be punished if the Goddess Nuwa found out.

But then he thought again that he and Qiu Chuji had witnessed the Stone of Mending the Sky falling to the mortal world, which should have been within the foresight of the Goddess Nuwa. Therefore, whatever choice Qiu Chuji made should be tacitly approved.

At most, it's just that with the help of this Sky-Mending Stone, other 'miscellaneous' people with ulterior motives will get involved.

For example, the stone that conceived Sun Wukong was always part of the Buddhist community's schemes.

However, Yang Jian did not take this seriously.

He dares to even defy the Heavenly Laws; the rest are nothing but a few hardships!

After clarifying his thoughts, Yang Jian nodded and promised, "Fellow Daoist, please go ahead. I, Yang, will protect you on your path!"

Qiu Chuji took him and his nephew Chenxiang on a journey around the world, which gave him a new understanding and perspective on the Heavenly Laws, preventing him from making mistakes and regretting them in the future. Therefore, Yang Jian was grateful and now naturally had to protect Qiu Chuji's path.

Qiu Chuji said no more, clasped his hands in a salute, and then chased after the stone that mended the sky.

The closer Qiu Chuji got to the Heaven-Mending Stone, the more he felt an extremely mysterious aura flowing within it. This aura wasn't particularly strong, but it held an irresistible attraction for him.

He wanted to use the Heaven-Mending Stone to reshape his physical body, but first he needed to be able to embed himself into it.

However, this divine stone was a single, seamless piece, and even when the field of vision was zoomed in to the extremely microscopic level, not a single gap could be found, so Qiu Chuji could not squeeze in at all.

The divine stone was about to fall completely into the mortal realm.

Once it enters the mortal world, it blends into the mundane world and becomes difficult to find.

Qiu Chuji took out his sword and was about to use brute force to cleave a gash in the divine stone.

Even the smallest crack would allow Qiu Chuji to shatter his physical body and then penetrate it along with his primordial spirit.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

"Stop, Taoist priest!"

A monk and a Taoist priest suddenly appeared behind Qiu Chuji. Although they told Qiu Chuji to stop, they were also casting spells at him, clearly intending to subdue him.

Yang Jian appeared simultaneously beside Qiu Chuji, shielding him from the sneak attack by the monk and the Taoist priest.

"Brother Dao, please go ahead. Leave these two to me!" Yang Jian's third eye flickered slightly as he looked at the monk and the Daoist, but it did not immediately reveal their true forms and origins. This only made Yang Jian more interested.

There are very few people in the Three Realms whom he cannot see through.

And the more such a person is, the more interested he becomes.

"Is the True Lord going to intervene in this matter?"

"We two found this divine stone and it took some effort to bind it and bring it to the mortal realm. It's rather heartless of you, True Lord, to come and take it away!" The Taoist seemed to recognize Yang Jian and said.

Yang Jian simply transformed his folding fan into a three-pointed, double-edged sword to express his attitude.

Although it may seem morally wrong to seize it at this time, who dares to claim ownership of the Heaven-Mending Stone besides the Goddess Nuwa?

Since it's all about skill, why can't we steal from each other?

Yang Jian was by no means a pedantic person.

At this point, regardless of right or wrong, or any divine law, but only based on their friendship, he would naturally help Qiu Chuji.

Unless this monk and Taoist priest reveal their true forms, their relationship will become closer to his.

However, the monk and the Taoist priest seemed to have no such intention. Seeing Yang Jian draw his weapon, they knew that if they wanted to stop Qiu Chuji from entering the Heaven-Mending Stone, they would have to get past Yang Jian first.

Therefore, without further ado, they made their move simultaneously.

The monk unleashed golden light, which transformed into a Buddha's hand, while the Taoist priest wielded a black sword and unleashed crimson lightning.

The Buddha's Hand and Crimson Lightning mingled together, the methods of monks and Taoists merged, and they formed a powerful combination spell.

Judging from this, the monk and the Taoist priest, though dressed differently, were actually from the same school.

Yang Jian began to have some guesses about their identities.

Among the three realms, it is not uncommon for those who come from the same Buddhist or Taoist lineage. Tracing back to their origins, most of them are disciples of a few senior monks who converted to Buddhism.

If that's the case, then Yang Jian will certainly not hold back when he makes a move!
Golden light and crimson lightning exploded and shattered in the sky, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword, accompanied by a gale, cleaved down as if to cut through the sky.

The weapon in the silver-armored general's hand shone with divine light, and the air beneath his feet suddenly collapsed with a deafening roar.

A purple-gold alms bowl appeared in the monk's palm, suddenly hanging upside down, with Buddhist inscriptions cascading down like a waterfall, but shattering into countless sparks the instant it touched the blade.

The Taoist's whisk produced three thousand silver threads that suddenly grew, transforming into eight desolate fire dragons that wrapped around the hilt of the sword. However, the crimson flames spewed from the dragon's head were captured by Yang Jian's single hand and crumbled inch by inch.

Out of the corner of his eye, Qiu Chuji saw Yang Jian dealing with the monk and the Taoist priest with ease and without any pressure.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Jian was somewhat 'in the wrong', he would have already gained the upper hand, so Qiu Chuji would have stopped interfering and let his long sword vibrate tens of thousands of times in an instant.

However, it combined different forces with different sword intents, and thrust them straight at the Heaven-Mending Stone.

This sword strike was only meant to create a tiny, imperceptible crack in the Heaven-Mending Stone; that would be more than enough for him.

The only fear is that the Heaven-Mending Stone is too hard, and such a sword strike will be ineffective.

On the other side, seeing Qiu Chuji strike the stone, the monk and the Taoist priest roared in anger, adding a touch of ruthlessness to their attack.

The once magnificent and awe-inspiring Buddha light became more dazzling and eerie, and when the whisk swept across, a cold wind howled.

The perfectly good Buddhist and Taoist teachings have suddenly become shrouded in misfortune.

This defilement of Buddhist and Taoist teachings overturned Yang Jian's previous conjectures.

"So you're just two scoundrels who broke out of the gate!" Yang Jian said, and his previously reserved attack immediately changed. The hilt of his sword trembled violently, and seventy-two Earthly Fiend Talismans rose from the blade.

The monk's robe suddenly billowed like clouds, and a golden swastika appeared on his bare chest, forcefully blocking the blade tip that pierced through the air.

The Taoist retreated to the top of the clouds by taking the steps of Yu, and twelve yellow talismans flew out from his sleeves, transforming into golden-armored warriors. However, when they approached the divine general by ten feet, they were burned to ashes by the Samadhi True Fire.

The ground cracked open with hundreds of feet of ravines, the silver-armored divine general's form grew a thousand feet, and his three-pointed, double-edged sword stirred up thunder in the nine heavens.

Beneath the thunder, the divine beings are majestic, wielding the laws of the three realms and able to command the power of heavenly decrees to restrain all living beings in the three realms.

Unless one transcends the Three Realms and is outside the Five Elements, no one can escape this strike.

Ding!
Qiu Chuji's sword struck the Heaven-Mending Stone, and a burst of light erupted, but it was Qiu Chuji's sword in his hand that broke.

Even with the keen eye of divine observation, focusing on the extremely small microscopic level, no flaws or marks could be found on the divine stone.

Qiu Chuji paused and focused his mind, not immediately making another move, even though the opportunity was fleeting, and this divine stone was about to fall completely into the mortal world and disappear into the dust of the world.

Faced with Yang Jian's slash, which was imbued with the power of the Heavenly Laws, the monk let out a strange cry, then slumped onto the lotus platform. Six wheels of Buddhist light rose behind his head, and from each wheel of light emerged an angry Vajra.

The Taoist's figure suddenly became ethereal, merging with the vast sea of ​​clouds. When he reappeared, he was already pressing the Eight Trigrams Seal towards Yang Jian's back.

Their goal was simple: to restrict Yang Jian, preventing him from continuing to protect Qiu Chuji, and at the same time, to delay Qiu Chuji and prevent him from finding a real way to enter the Heaven-Mending Stone.

If they could delay for just a little longer, and the Heaven-Mending Stone truly entered the mortal realm and absorbed the energy of the mortal world, then their plan would be half complete. At that time, if Qiu Chuji still wanted to find the Heaven-Mending Stone, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Even though Yang Jian possesses the Heavenly Eye that allows him to see throughout the Three Realms, the Heaven-Mending Stone, a divine object, conceals itself and can still evade detection.

Qiu Chuji flew close to the Heaven-Mending Stone, his fingertips tearing apart with true qi, and a piece of flesh and blood was smeared onto the Heaven-Mending Stone.

Blood seeped in, giving the sacred stone a faint red glow.

"really!"

"The Heaven-Mending Stone is the origin of humanity, and humanity is the ultimate goal of the Heaven-Mending Stone."

"The two have the same origin and complement each other."

"I need it, just as it needs me!"

The thought arose, and Qiu Chuji gritted his teeth, suddenly vanished, and crashed headlong into the Heaven-Mending Stone.

"You dare!"

"Stop!" The monks and Taoists were both furious and shouted in unison, but Yang Jian held them back firmly, preventing them from crossing the line.

The blade spun, shattering the three Vajra statues.

The mysterious light emanating from the Heavenly Eye pierced through the barrier of Buddha's light.

Seeing that the monk and the Taoist priest were about to fight to the death, Yang Jian used his real skills to make them calm down.

"Yang Jian!"

"You forced this upon me!" the Taoist roared angrily, the yin and yang energies bursting from his fingertips already enveloping his silver armor.

Upon seeing the entangled yin and yang energies, Yang Jian guessed the Taoist's identity and origin.

At this moment, the yin and yang energies had worn away, causing his silver armor to dim and almost break. However, Yang Jian remained calm and instead stepped forward, slashing straight at his sword.

"It turns out to be you!"

"Since we've run into each other today, let's have a proper showdown." Yang Jian's attack intensified by another 50%, it was unclear how much pressure he had been holding back.

The combat boots shattered petals of Buddha's light, and the tip of the blade flicked away the Taoist crown, bringing with it countless strands of crimson light.

The monk's alms bowl suddenly turned upside down, swallowing up all the primordial energy within a hundred miles.

The Taoist bit his tongue and spat out his life essence, drawing a crimson edict in the void.

Sensing the change in Yang Jian's aura, the monk and the Taoist had no choice but to unleash even more of their true abilities. Otherwise, in this situation, they would not only lose the Heaven-Mending Stone, but it would also be difficult for them to escape safely.

Yang Jian's third eye between his eyebrows finally opened completely, reflecting the primordial light of the creation of the world!
With the Heavenly Eye fully opened, the resulting momentum cannot be resisted by ordinary means.

Yang Jian's third eye between his eyebrows is far superior to Wu Tianhua's imitation.

The crimson edict drawn by the Taoist priest certainly gathered more Yin and Yang energies, and even transformed into the mouth of a bottle, pointing at Yang Jian, but it was pierced by the Xuan Guang and the bottom of the bottle was torn apart.

With a sweep of light, under Yang Jian's control, the beam pierced through one of the Taoist's legs, causing him to fall from the clouds and crash to the mortal realm.

The damage caused by this Heavenly Eye contains the power of the Great Dao. Although it is not insurmountable, to eliminate this damage, one must use great magical power, great supernatural abilities, great opportunities, and at least a thousand years of time to resolve it.

For at least a thousand years, the Taoist priest had been lame in one leg; he was a genuine cripple.

Although he did not die, he lost face greatly. If he does not go into seclusion until he recovers, he will become a laughing stock.

Yang Jian's gaze fell on the monk again. The monk put his hands together, obediently put away the lotus flower, and bowed his head to accept the punishment.

He didn't want to become a cripple like the Taoist priest.

Now that they've backed down, and since Yang Jian has already guessed their identities, he won't push things too far.

After all, although they cannibalize people, disrupt the law, and are definitely not on the same side as Yang Jian, they have powerful backers. If Yang Jian recognizes them and wants to kill them, it will cause him a lot of trouble.

Yang Jian glanced at Qiu Chuji, who had been completely blasted into a pool of blood and foam on the Heaven-Mending Stone and then absorbed into its 'belly', then sheathed his three-pointed double-edged sword, turning it back into a folding fan. He walked up to the monk and handed him the fan.

"Strike yourself a hundred times, and don't stop!"

The monk looked sorrowful, but he had no choice but to comply. He picked up his folding fan and began to frantically pound his head.

After a hundred repetitions, my head was covered in bumps.

These large packages will never dissipate in the decades, but they are still much better than the Taoist priest having his leg crippled by the explosion.

After returning the folding fan, the monk turned and headed back to the mortal world.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the stone that mended the heavens fell to earth, mingling with the common world and transforming into an ordinary yet exquisite piece of jade.

The jade then found a wealthy family and entered the womb of a woman who was giving birth.

Yang Jian stood above the extravagant Rongguo Mansion and frowned slightly when he heard the cries of a newborn child.

After a quick calculation, he realized that Qiu Chuji's trip would take at least a decade or so, and he was temporarily trapped here along with him.

Of course, with his methods, it wouldn't be difficult for him to escape this world and return to his original one.

But since we've come all this way and promised to protect you, there's no reason to give up halfway.

After calculating the flow of time between the two worlds, Yang Jian breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Comparing the two worlds, a year in this world is only equivalent to a day in the upper world. Even if it takes more than ten years, it's only a delay of more than ten days, which won't cause any major problems.

(End of this chapter)