This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 95: Children of Jianghu, not particular about small matters

When the old monk takes action, Buddha's light shines everywhere. He seems to be compassionate, but in fact he is indeed an expert in killing people to silence them.

He used the finger of picking flowers to attack the White Dragon, and almost poured all his power into the Sun Dragon. The power of heaven and earth spread out, and the aftermath covered Senior Zhuang, Xiang Yuan, and Madam Huai Ze. He planned to kill them all with one finger.

The abbot of the Lotus Zen Temple, Fakong, is naturally not a good monk because of the murder and arson he caused and the golden belt. However, this does not prevent him from being proficient in Buddhism. His cultivation is also top-notch among the innate ones. The power of heaven and earth he borrowed far exceeds that of Bailong. Even if there are some aftermath, Xiang Yuan and Madam Huai Ze cannot resist it.

The difference is that Xiang Yuan is a human being, and the Buddha's light will not directly destroy him. Instead, his soul is dragged into an illusion accompanied by the Buddha's voice that comes and goes.

At the Jinshan Temple, the Buddha himself preached to him and taught him the supreme Zen, hoping that he would develop the fearless spirit to cut his flesh to feed the eagle.

To put it simply, Buddha is merciful and cannot bear to kill, so you should just commit suicide.

Madam Huai Ze was in a miserable situation. She was born a demon and felt like she was being fried in oil when she saw the Buddha's light. The transformed beautiful woman's body was burning with flames from under her feet. The big locust tree, which was her original body, also started to emit sparks. In an instant, black smoke filled the air and a raging fire rose.

She was trapped in the boundless Buddhist Dharma, unable to feel the pain of the body. She remained silent, and turned into ashes little by little with a satisfied smile on her face.

Before he died, he clasped his hands together, as if he had attained enlightenment.

The negative energy on Senior Zhuang's body was dispersed by the Buddha's light, and he returned to his previous mummy appearance. His struggling hands and feet gradually became weaker and he completely lost all threat.

The battery is exhausted, and although it can still walk and jump, it has lost its ferocious momentum.

Click!

Without the support of the big locust tree, the light of the formation at the bottom of the lake dimmed, and countless icy water was about to pour back.

Fakong waved his hand, and the magic cassock was lifted into the air, and with the power of heaven and earth, it turned into a red dome, supporting the large vine net above to prevent the water from the lake from overturning.

Although he was not afraid, his age was there, and his health was getting worse day by day. He was no longer as brave as he used to be. Once the cold air entered his body, he would inevitably lose a few years of his life.

He doesn't even know how many years he has left!

After clearing the unstable factors, Fakong looked at the Big Sun Dragon in the air with a smile.

His martial arts inheritance is not as good as Bailong's, and the weapons in his hands are not as good, but he is older and more experienced. He has eaten more salt than Bailong has eaten rice, and he has an advantage in borrowing the power of heaven and earth.

The finger picking flower not only imprisoned the Great Sun Dragon, but also dragged the White Dragon's soul into the illusion, causing it to suffer greatly and unable to come out of its trapped state.

The white dragon stumbled forward in a fantasy world, holding a sharp sword and splitting all obstacles in front of him. The first person he met was the Buddha.

She was determined, sneered at the turtle chanting, picked up the sword and smashed the golden body into pieces, and rushed all the way. On the way, she met Xiang Yuan who was sucking his fingers in a shy manner, and she raised her sword and cut him in two.

This moment is just like that moment, Xiang Yuan was so heartbroken at that time.

The difference is that Xiang Yuan's weight in Bai Long's heart is far less than that of the Quexin Taoist in Xiang Yuan's heart. At that time, the Quexin Taoist was the final BOSS, and he made Xiang Yuan unable to muster the thought of resistance more than magic weapons and secret manuals of martial arts.

Bai Long has a murderous heart and extraordinary comprehension. He knows that it is an illusion and cannot take it as reality. Therefore, when facing the whole family and peers from the same sect, he raises his sword and kills them all, causing a river of blood.

But when he met his master, the sword in his hand no longer had any strength left, and he had no desire to fight.

Her final boss is also her master.

Her momentum weakened, and the power she borrowed from heaven and earth dissipated in an instant. The real dragon in the clouds no longer existed, and only the rising sun on the tip of the sword flickered, struggling and hesitating, wanting to kill but not daring to.

"Foolish boy, why don't you put down your butcher knife? How can you find peace if you keep fighting like this? Since your mind is already confused, sit down and listen carefully to me telling you about the supreme Dharma of Buddhism." Fakong taught him earnestly, fearing that Bailong would make the same mistake again.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

It would have been better if Fakong didn't say anything. As soon as she spoke, it was as if Bailong had been awakened. Her eyes narrowed, and she wielded the sword to split the master in front of her into two pieces, breaking the illusion and escaping.

Having lost the power of heaven and earth, the state of mind of a flying dragon in the sky fell to that of a hidden dragon in the abyss. He started with the rising sun, gritted his teeth and used the secret method of the mountain gate, causing the golden aura around his body to soar, and entered a life-threatening state.

Before, she used this state to easily kill Madam Hanying.

As the sword light moved forward, the red light at the sword tip cut through golden-red air waves, and the sword's power was like a rainbow, rushing straight into the sky.

Bai Long killed the phantom of his own master and broke the illusion in his heart. His realm of cultivation improved. The light of the scorching sun and the flashing light of the sword intertwined together, attracting the power of heaven and earth in the dark. Although this sword did not have the appearance of a real dragon, it had the meaning of the sun shining brightly and rising high in the sky.

At this moment, the White Dragon was like Fakong. He could not only call for resonance between heaven and earth, but also integrate into this world. Holding the magic sword in his hand, he split apart thousands of rays of light, as if a goddess had descended, majestic and domineering, unstoppable.

Fakong had been in the business for so many years, but this was the first time he saw someone break through in battle. He was shocked by Bailong's extraordinary comprehension and murderous intent surged in his heart.

This woman is so terrifying, she must not be allowed to stay!

He pointed again, and the old monk entered into meditation. Golden lotus emerged from the ground, and he used the Buddha's light to fight against the bright sun.

The forces of heaven and earth collided, and invisible impacts spread in all directions. The Buddha's light and the sun were shattered together, and both sides suffered losses.

The white dragon flew backwards, spitting out a large amount of hot blood in the air. In mid-air, his body suddenly turned over, and his toes lightly touched the ground. He and the sword became one, his body was wrapped in golden flames, and a red light pierced Fakong's brow.

The old monk had profound experience, and he was still in meditation after fighting hard. However, he kept coughing up blood with his head down, and it was obvious that he had internal injuries.

After all, he was old and could not defeat the young man's big fist. At this moment, his face was as pale as gold paper and he looked a little dead. He faced Bai Long's sword head-on and was unable to continue to borrow the power of heaven and earth. He waved his hand to summon the cassock to block in front of him.

Rumble————

Without the cassock to block it, the water from the lake flowed into the underground palace through the gaps between the vines of the big trees. At first, there were only a few drops of water, dripping gently. After a few breaths, the water broke through several vines, and the sound became heavier and heavier, as if the water of the Milky Way was hanging upside down.

Ding!
The scorching sword tip touched the red robes with gold patterns, spreading out circles of golden light waves, which moved with the rhythm and dissipated the violent heat of the sword tip.

The old monk was still in meditation.

It is true that the young man is strong, but compared to the salt that the old man has eaten, it is still not enough.

At this moment, Xiang Yuan, who had a dazed look on his face, suddenly woke up. His cold eyes flashed with red murderous intent. The Tiger Roaring Sword was covered with a layer of blood mist, and the red killing star pierced Fakong like lightning.

The desire to kill is permanent.

Lone star chasing the moon.

The tip of the knife avoided the cassock and stabbed at Fakong from the side. Fakong was not in a hurry, and used a corner of the cassock to block the tiger roar knife. Knowing that the two were risking their lives, he was calm and waited for the two to use up their strength.

In the past, the older one gets in the martial arts world, the less courageous one becomes. After encountering such repeated misfortunes, Fakong had already begun to consider retiring.

The present is different from the past. The two youngsters possess extraordinary magical powers, hold magical weapons and sharp blades, and have firm minds. It is obvious that they are of great background. The relic that they are determined to find at all costs is not just an ordinary magic weapon.

Whether he can break through the bottleneck and make further progress before his life ends depends on the opportunity he fights for his life today.

Since it is a relic, I think it should be possible.

Xiang Yuan and Bai Long, one red and one gold, each used killing moves such as the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique. It was clear that they could kill Fakong's old body with just a touch, but the magic robe was of extremely high quality, and the two could not make any progress even with their best efforts.

If a third person takes action, even a light punch would be enough to break the stalemate.

Don't say it, there really is.

At the critical moment, Senior Zhuang, who was a mummy, stood up, walked stiffly to Xiang Yuan's side, raised his hand and took out a jade disk from his neck, madly absorbing the Yin Qi, and then his right fist, which was as full as jade, smashed towards Fakong's temple.

Fakong was trying his best to control the cassock, but he never expected that Xiang Yuan had a power bank on him. His plans were missed in one place, and he was hit by a white jade fist as big as a casserole, causing his skull to be deformed and his eye sockets to be cracked. It was like a colorful silk shop with red, black and purple colors blooming out.

Sizzle! x2
The long sword broke through the cassock, igniting a large fire, and the Tiger Roaring Knife was able to follow up. The dragon and the tiger worked side by side, the wind and the clouds worked together, and the two sharp weapons pierced through Fakong's aging body.

Fakong lowered his head in astonishment, muttering: "No matter how well you plan, it will still be against fate..."

"The bald donkey shall die."

Xiang Yuan raised one hand, pulled the trigger, and three more sleeve arrows were fired, all hitting Fakong's face.

Senior Zhuang threw another punch, smashing Fakong's head, and reached out to take out the treasure box containing the sarira from his arms.

He also took away his sword from alms.

The golden aura on Bai Long disappeared, and he fell down leaning on his sword. His face was pale under the waxy yellow human skin mask, and he was just gasping for breath, without the strength to speak.

Xiang Yuan switched to a funny mentality, letting Leng Xue, who had made great contributions, take a break, then turned around, picked up Bai Long's slender waist, carried him on his shoulders, returned the same way, and headed straight for the stone gate when they came.

There is no time to pick up mountains of gold and silver. The water is now knee-deep. If you don’t leave now, a flood will come from the sky and you won’t be able to leave even if you want to.

The water was waist-deep at the stone gate. Xiang Yuan didn't have time to think about whether Bai Long would choke to death, so he dived into the water and asked Senior Zhuang to open the door quickly.

The latter was short of power, and although he had previously easily lifted the stone door over his head, he now had to drag and tug on it, and finally managed to lift it half a meter high by sticking his butt out.

Rumble————

Endless icy water poured down, roaring like a huge white mountain.

The white dragon was swept away by the surging waves, its powerless body moving forward with the undercurrent, under great pressure, it blew out large bubbles from its mouth. The cold air entered its body, its whole body was icy, and it felt like it was going to die.

In a trance, a hand embraced her and it seemed as if something breathed into her mouth.

----

My head feels heavy and I have no strength in my body.

Bai Long opened his eyes weakly and found himself lying on a bed that was both strange and familiar. He tilted his head and saw that he was back to the inn where he had been.

In the corner, Senior Jiang stood there without saying a word, as if he were dead.

She struggled to sit up, but after trying so hard twice in a row, her body was completely drained and she couldn't muster any strength.

"Senior sister, you're awake. Come, drink some hot water."

Xiang Yuan sat beside the bed with a cup of hot water in his hand, helped Bai Long up and said, "You have caught a cold. You have been having nightmares these past few days and talking a lot of weird things in your sleep. Drink more hot water, it's good for your health."

You kid, who told you to...pass the gas!

Thinking of the situation before he fell into coma, Bai Long glared at Xiang Yuan and sneezed very cutely with a "ah-chu" sound.

He was too cute, which was seriously inconsistent with her temperament. For a moment, she felt hopeless and felt that she could never stand up in front of her junior brother again.

"Hey, it sounds pretty nice!"

Xiang Yuan winked and handed the warm water to Bai Long's mouth. The human skin mask on the latter's face had been removed, and her beautiful face had empty eyes at the moment. She drank the hot water obediently when asked to do so.

It's like being played with.

"Sister, cold air has entered your body. Just in case, I, your junior brother, have changed your clothes for you. But don't worry, it's just a change of clothes, nothing else will happen." Xiang Yuan said with a serious face.

"..."

"It's just the outer clothes. The inner clothes are not changed. After all, men and women should not touch each other. We should avoid suspicion. I didn't see anything tied on the chest of Senior Sister..."

"shut up!"

Maybe drinking more hot water really works. Bai Long found the strength from somewhere and snatched the teacup from Xiang Yuan's hand. He drank it all in one gulp and then stared at Xiang Yuan with his eyes fixed.

When I recover from my injuries, I will personally send you to the palace to serve!
Xiang Yuan understood the words in Bai Long's eyes. After more than ten days of contact, he knew that Bai Long was not the kind of person who would repay kindness with enmity. At most, he would seek revenge elsewhere, but would not cut off his limbs.

If we really need to deal with it, we would have done it last time.

"Sister, you and I are children of the martial arts world, and we are not particular about trivial matters. Although I have saved you twice in a row, I did it out of respect for your magnanimity and manliness. Don't say that I can't repay your kindness and that you must repay me with your body."

Xiang Yuan waved his hands repeatedly, and said expectantly: "We are one family, so there is no need to do that. It's really not necessary."

"shut up!!"

"Oh."

(End of this chapter)