Embers of Sword

Chapter 391 Cicada (Part )
The golden light surges and the Dharma is as majestic as a mountain.

Xie Xuanyi stepped into the center of the Buddha's kingdom. The huge handprint that stood like a mountain had slowly dissipated in the wind. From the outside, this Buddha's kingdom looked majestic and magnificent, but in fact, it had begun to fall apart inside... The flowers bloomed for one night and withered in an instant. This Buddha's kingdom should not have descended to the human world. It was only because Chen Chong kept seeking a battle that he could see this scene of "getting what he wanted".

It's raining cold outside.

Because of the "Way of Life", most of it was consumed in this attack.

The remaining small half is needed to maintain this "remaining" Buddhist kingdom. The golden light in the sky is like fireflies, and it still feels warm when it brushes against the skin.

The place where this palm landed turned into a huge pit.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi stood at the edge of the pit and looked down.

The scholar in blue was wearing blood-stained clothes, half of his body was buried in the soil, and he had completely lost consciousness.

The image of the Thunder Dragon was smashed into pieces by a palm strike, and the rain of life fell and hit the scales of the Thunder Dragon, creating delicate silver-white splashes of water on them.

Challenging the three founders of the three religions with the body of a peak Yin God is courageous, but the ending is doomed to be bleak.

If the lotus sword energy that Zhao Chunyang left for him was completely used up in one battle, Prince Jiu would definitely be killed.

Similarly, people like Zen masters.

Even if only a trace of energy is left, it is definitely not something that a cultivator in the Yin Shen realm can provoke.

Chen Chong was eager to fight with the Zen master in order to ascend to the Yang God level.

He failed.

But it worked.

This body, which had been beaten almost to pieces, exuded waves of frightening pressure. Even Xie Xuanyi, who had now advanced to the Yin Shen realm, could feel the invisible "suppression" when he used his divine sense to investigate.

Although Chen Chong was defeated, he was successfully promoted.

Now, this broken body has broken free from the shackles of the Yin God and has completely reached the realm of the Yang God.

With Chen Chong's qualifications and ambitions.

From the moment he successfully ascends to Yangshen, it means that the secular rules of Dali can no longer bind him.

Give him half a century and he will be invincible within the country.

Given another half century, it may be possible that he could be on par with the founders of the three religions.

The great era has arrived, and the waves are surging.

The previous "mountaintop overhaul" was done step by step in this way.

However, for Xie Xuanyi, half a century is too long.

What he was more concerned about was whether Chen Chong would regain consciousness within half an hour... With the tremendous magical power of the Yangshen realm, even if he recovered a trace of consciousness, it would not be something he could deal with now.

Xie Xuanyi jumped into the deep pit.

He looked coldly at the scholar in blue, whose face was covered in blood but whose mind was wandering.

"Om."

A clear and loud sword sound burst out!

Xie Xuanyi no longer suppressed the sword intent between his eyebrows.

In the Sword Qi Cave, the [Golden Sword] that had been deposited for a long time finally had the opportunity to be unsheathed and appear in the world. The moment [Chen Illness] left the Sword Qi Cave, the entire dim Buddhist country was once again illuminated by the sword light, and thousands of streams of light gathered and fell into the palm of Xie Xuanyi's hand.

Xie Xuanyi raised his sword and held it upside down with both hands. He knelt on one knee and pointed the tip of the sword [Chen Illness] downwards, aiming it at the heart of the scholar in green. In order to ensure that this attack would be successful, Xie Xuanyi even summoned a complete martial arts fetus. The flying divine fetus in golden clothes assumed the same posture of holding the sword upside down with both hands!
boom!
The moment the sword energy fell.

A dry hand stretched out from nowhere and grasped the extremely sharp blade of the flying sword.

"...?"

Xie Xuanyi frowned and looked up, staring at the skinny monk who had appeared in front of him at some point.

The abbot of Yuanguang Temple, Facheng.

The big monk was incredibly fast, as if he was an illusion made up of thousands of fireflies in the Buddha's land. He arrived in front of the sword in an instant, and his outstretched palm did not even stir up the wind around him.

Shot.

arrival.

Every drop of the rain of life in this dim Buddhist kingdom is his incarnation.

……

……

Since awakening from Taoyuan.

Xie Xuanyi then used his divine sense to clear the entire village.

He saw the "Chu Fruit" as he wished, but the sensation in his heart did not stop. Xie Xuanyi guessed that the guidance of the "law of cause and effect" was not as simple as it seemed. The night when he proposed to tear down the Buddhist temple.

Looking at the extremely decisive Facheng, a vague idea emerged in Xie Xuanyi's mind. He always felt that this "big monk" was different from the Buddhists he had seen, but he couldn't tell where the difference was.

This idea is very strange, very weird, and very unreasonable...

But when something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.

The days passed by, treating illnesses, healing wounds, and practicing.

Xie Xuanyi would use his divine consciousness to clean up Peach Blossom Land every day.

Until Zheng Fengsheng got into trouble.

When using the "Principle of Life" to help Zheng Fengsheng prolong his life, Xie Xuanyi saw the talisman that Facheng took out, which was tainted with the "Principle of Life".

In this whole world, besides myself, there is only one person who has cultivated the way of life.

Zen master.

Able to take out this talisman.

This means that Facheng had come into contact with the Zen master.

There are thousands of monks who have practiced in Fanyin Temple, but how many of them have been able to meet the Zen master?

Xie Xuanyi didn't understand the Zen master.

But he knew Zhao Chunyang and the Dasui Sword Palace.

For a figure of the level of the Three Founders of the Three Religions, any chess piece he plants cannot be ignored.

Xie Xuanyi didn't feel too much about Chen Chong's current miserable condition.

He was not too surprised at Facheng's appearance.

"You don't want me to kill him?"

At this moment, Xie Xuanyi stared at the virtual image in front of him and spoke word by word: "Give me a reason."

If the words that came out of the other party's mouth at this moment were "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda", or "Mercy when you can", and other useless and broad words of kindness, then Xie Xuanyi would continue to strike with the sword without hesitation.

But Facheng did not utter any Zen words.

The great monk tightly grasped the flying sword and let the blood spill without showing any pain on his face.

His voice was soft, like the wind blowing by.

"If Chen Chong is killed today, the world will be in chaos in the future."

After receiving this response, Xie Xuanyi remained expressionless.

Although this sentence is not the Buddhist saying that I hate the most, it cannot move me.

"Even if the world is in chaos, what does it have to do with me?"

Chen Chong is the leader of the three states' cavalry.

If he died, the country would be in chaos!
The great monk shook his head and said, "Mr. Xie may seem ruthless on the surface, but he is actually 'kind'. Otherwise, he would not have comprehended such a rare thing as the 'law of life'. He says that he doesn't care about world peace, but Mr. Xie must understand the principle of the loss of lips and teeth better than anyone else."

"The poisonous battle sixty years ago was just the beginning of a fierce tide."

Facheng's voice was no longer as calm as before. He persuaded earnestly, "For thousands of years, the Demon Country's Great Lord has never given up the intention to go south. Although Mo Zhi is dead, this fierce tide will eventually come back... Without Li Country, how can Chu Country fight against the Demon Country on its own?"

"You're right, but that's later."

Xie Xuanyi was unmoved and said coldly: "Now the Yuanzhou cavalry has surrounded Yuanning County, and the area within a hundred miles is blocked. I just want to return to Chu State alive."

"In this battle, Chen Chong's meridians were broken and all his acupoints were injured."

Fa Cheng whispered, "It will take several days for him to fully wake up. This period of time is enough for you to lead your people to leave Li Country and return to Chu Territory."

"So, Chen Chong will remain in a coma for a few more days?"

Xie Xuanyi sneered and said, "Now is a good opportunity to kill him!"

The flying sword's energy rises again!

Facheng held it tightly.

His expression changed a little. He really didn't expect that this series of words could not impress the other party.

The great monk hurriedly said sincerely: "Thank you, benefactor. Keep Chen Chong. In the future, when you strive for the 'heavenly realm', this person will be the best opportunity to break through."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head and looked directly into the monk's eyes: "I don't need Chen Chong, I can also attack the 'Heavenly Man'."

"Mr. Xie is indeed gifted, far beyond his contemporaries. Even if he is alone, he can still reach the pinnacle... But on the road of cultivation, it is not just about aptitude. Sometimes, good fortune is also important!"

The monk gritted his teeth and spoke faster: "No matter how smart you are, I'm sure you wouldn't have been able to cultivate this martial arts fetus twenty years ago, right?"

(End of this chapter)