Eternal Sword

Chapter 487: Vajra of Gautama
When Chen Tang heard the news, he didn't have any other thoughts. He was just worried about Ye Yushi's safety. He didn't know how seriously she was injured and how she was doing now.

After all, Ye Yushi’s injury this time was caused by his fake death.

Fortunately, I am in Yizhou now. I will find out the location of Bashan Sword School and go there to see her.

On the one hand, to check on her injuries.

On the other hand, it was also to tell her not to worry and that he was not dead.

Don't go down the mountain to cause trouble for He Shiyao after you recover from your injuries.

"Speaking of which, the top of the Fengyun Ranking, Human Ranking, and Earth Ranking for the martial arts conference at the end of the year have almost been determined."

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, the top of the Fengyun list should be 'Swordsman' Shen Zhiyuan, the top of the Human list should be the 'Upper Joy Vajra' of the Tantric sect, and the top of the Earth list should still be 'Jade Fan Young Master' He Shiyao."

"I heard a few days ago that the Supreme Vajra will be selecting a concubine at the Dakong Temple. Wow, these Tantric monks are really playing around."

"The cultivation method of the Tantric Buddhism is indeed unique. It is hard to imagine that one can maintain combat effectiveness despite being so indulgent and licentious."

Someone said jokingly: "Hey, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean by excessive debauchery? Those are all initiation methods to help women ascend to the paradise..."

Another person said, "It is said that this master is the reincarnation of Vajra, with a body full of horizontal training, indestructible, and invulnerable to swords and spears. More than a month ago, a third-rank warrior tried to assassinate him, but was severely injured by him!"

When hearing everyone mention 'Hala Vajra', Chang Sunhe frowned and a hint of disgust flashed across his face.

Chen Tang also felt a little confused.

One of the five Buddhist precepts is to abstain from adultery. Do Tantric monks also need to choose concubines?

He only had some connection with Buddhism, but he didn't know much about Xiling Esoteric Buddhism.

Back then, I had fought with a young Tantric monk at the Xinping Zen Temple in Beiqian.

"Come to think of it, Chen Tang is also a master of horizontal training, with a strong body and powerful blood. If he hadn't died, he would have had a chance to compete for the top spot on the Human Ranking and fight against 'Shangle King Kong'."

"He definitely has no chance of winning. Even though he defeated those third-rank masters and seemed to have a good record, as far as I know, he also had helpers Shen Zhiyuan and Su Li by his side at the time."

In fact, Chen Tang defeated many third-grade warriors along the way, including seven masters on the Earth List, almost all of them fighting alone.

But no one knows the details except the parties involved.

Those third-rank warriors and Earth Ranking masters who were defeated by Chen Tang were naturally too ashamed to mention the matter.

Later, everyone heard that Chen Tang, Shen Zhiyuan, and Su Li were traveling together, and subconsciously thought that the three of them had joined forces to defeat all the third-grade warriors along the way.

Chen Tang, Chang Sun and a few others listened for a while and found that the cargo had been almost unloaded.

Several people got up and prepared to transport the goods and leave for Yizhou City.

Chen Tang and Chang Sun He inquired about the location of the Bashan Sword Sect.

To go to Bashan Sword Sect, one has to pass through Yizhou City, which is convenient.

Thinking of an old friend, Chen Tang happened to go to Yizhou City to meet him.

Back then, he and Tan Wujiu fought side by side to break out of Longpan County and fled to the riverside. Then he turned back, while Tan Wujiu followed the Changsun family's cargo ship, crossed the Xia River, and arrived in Nanxia.

I just asked Changsun He and learned that Tan Wujiu is in the Sun family's shop in Yizhou City.

However, when mentioning Tan Wujiu, Chang Sunhe hesitated, as if there was something else going on.

Chen Tang did not ask any further questions, but kept it in mind, thinking about it after meeting Tan Wujiu.

From the riverside ferry, we headed along the official road towards Yizhou City.

Yizhou also belongs to Daxia, but its terrain and features are completely different from those of Wu and Yue states.

There are many mountains and rivers here, mainly mountains, with ups and downs, steep and rugged, and earthquake disasters often occur.

Fortunately, we didn't encounter any bandits along the way, so it was relatively peaceful.

Not long after, Chen Tang and his group finally arrived at Yizhou City.

After entering the city, everyone went directly to the Sun family shop.

Chen Tang also met Tan Wujiu. This meeting was somewhat different from what Chen Tang had imagined.

Tan Wujiu looked emaciated, lying on the bed, wrapped in bandages, his face pale and very weak, obviously seriously injured.

Seeing Chang Sunhe with a strange middle-aged man, Tan Wujiu just nodded weakly.

After Chen Tang took off the human skin mask on his face, Tan Wujiu's eyes lit up. He suddenly became more energetic and wanted to struggle to get up.

Chen Tang hurried forward and pushed him back.

“You, you’re here!”

Tan Wujiu's lips trembled and he uttered a few words.

Although he gave up everything and rescued Chen Tang back then.

But because of Cai Yin's death, he always felt a little guilty when facing Chen Tang again.

Perhaps, this kind of guilt will accompany him throughout his life.

Chen Tang gave it a quick check.

Tan Wujiu was seriously injured. Many of his bones were not simply broken, but his tendons and bones were broken by the shock, and blood was oozing from his internal organs.

Chen Tang gently lifted up Tan Wujiu's trouser leg, and saw a clear purple-blue handprint left on the ankle of his left leg.

The entire ankle was crushed.

This guy has great strength!
Even if such a serious injury could be healed, it would damage the foundation, leaving hidden injuries that are difficult to recover from, making it difficult to improve one's cultivation.

"what happened?"

Chen Tang asked in a deep voice.

Tan Wujiu just opened his mouth, then seemed to think of something, and stopped talking, forcing a smile and saying, "Nothing, I'm just not as good as him when sparring with him."

"You're fighting someone so hard?"

Chen Tang frowned.

After suffering such serious injuries, I am lucky to be able to survive.

Tan Wujiu didn't say anything, but just laughed bitterly, changed the subject, and said: "Brother Chen, I heard that you have made a great name for yourself in Nanxia, ​​the top of the Fengyun list, with a frosty sword, great courage, and great skills!"

He looked like he had been bedridden for a long time, and obviously didn't know that Chen Tang was being hunted down and buried at the bottom of the river.

Chen Tang's face was as gloomy as water. He looked at Changsun He without saying a word.

Chang Sunhe avoided Chen Tang's gaze and remained silent.

Chen Tang looked at Tan Wujiu again, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Was it that Vajra of the Tantric sect who hurt you?"

Chang Sun He and Tan Wujiu's faces changed.

Tan Wujiu asked subconsciously: "Brother Chen, how did you know..."

Chen Tang said: "The wound on your ankle requires a lot of strength. If you use your internal strength, you can't do this. This is the strength that can only be cultivated by training the physical body."

"On the way here, I heard someone mention this Tantric monk. I guess no one else in Yizhou City can cultivate such strength."

After a pause, Chen Tang asked, "Why do you want to hide this matter?"

Zhang Sunhe explained: "Brother Chen, I heard that you have some connection with Buddhism. Hevajra comes from the Tantric Buddhism, so he can also be considered a Buddhist. I am afraid that you will be embarrassed..."

Chen Tang raised his eyebrows and said, "What does that matter? Tell me, what's going on?"

Zen Buddhism had been very helpful to him, but he did not believe in gods or Buddhas, and was not a Buddhist. Becoming a lay disciple was only a temporary measure.

He traveled through the turbulent times, not believing in gods, immortals or Buddhas, but only in the knife in his hand!

(End of this chapter)