Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 250 Choice
The object that shattered Duan Nie's sword energy flew back, crossed a distance of a hundred feet and fell into the hands of the eminent monk Jueruo of Wuxiang Temple. The bronze light and shadow had disappeared, revealing its true appearance, which was a string of ancient Buddhist beads, each bead was the size of a longan.

There are eighteen Buddhist beads in total, which are dark purple in color. They are made of rare wood, not gold or jade. Each bead is engraved with tiny scriptures and portraits of Buddhist bodhisattvas, arhats, and guardians.

Master Jueruo was dressed in a dark yellow monk's robe and a bright red cassock. He was in his sixties or seventies, a little plump, with a kind face and white beard. He gently turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, looked at Duan Nie, chanted a Buddhist name, and sighed softly, "Infinite World Honored One, we already understand the truth of the matter. Mr. Duan, you are gone..."

Despite being so far away, Jueruo from Wuxiang Temple not only shattered Duan Nie's sword energy with just a string of Buddhist beads and saved Ling Yun, but also kept the beads intact. His control of timing and precise grasp of martial arts were simply unparalleled. For this, Chen Xuan could only say that he was worthy of being a high monk from Wuxiang Temple.

Duan Nie's heart sank when he heard this. No matter what he had done, who would dare to speak to him in such a condescending tone?

Of course, it’s not that there aren’t people with such qualifications in the world, but he tries not to provoke them, and always avoids them when they do bad things.

He was usually arrogant, and at this moment he was furious, but he was wary of Jueruo's strength and background, so he suppressed his anger and said, "Since the master has spoken, I will give you face and spare Lingyun's life today."

It has to be said that this guy is really arrogant. When facing Jueruo, he only said that he would spare Lingyun's life today, and he had no intention of letting him go at all.

As he spoke, he looked at the seriously injured Ling Yun with great generosity and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Ling, Master Jueruo has spoken. You don't have to die in my hands today. Why don't you thank the master?"

The seriously injured Ling Yun was still an innate master after all, and was not to the point of being unable to move. He stood up with difficulty, looked at Duan Nie coldly, and nodded in thanks in the direction of Jueruo with a pale face. It was difficult for him to speak, otherwise he would vomit blood.

"Hmph, you're lucky," Duan Nie snorted coldly and was about to turn around.

But Master Jueruo spoke again, "Mr. Duan, you've gone too far. May the Buddha have mercy on you. Under such bright and clear skies, Mr. Duan is so ruthless and ruthless that he bullies the weak without even a trace of shame..."

"You stinky monk, I call you Master only to give you face. If I don't give you face, who do you think you are? Why, you want to be the first to take the lead in avenging that dead woman?" Duan Nie turned around and interrupted coldly.

When he said such words in front of so many people, many people stared at him. How dare he do that?

There are arrogant people, but it is rare to find someone as arrogant as him.

Upon hearing this, Master Jueruo showed no emotion. He waited until the other party had finished speaking before continuing, "Buddhist monks are compassionate and compassionate. Upholding justice and saving people in distress are the tenets of our Buddhist sect. I simply cannot remain indifferent to Mr. Duan's actions. Now I give Mr. Duan two choices. Either you abandon your martial arts and spend your life worshipping Buddha and chanting sutras to atone for your sins, or I may transform into a wrathful Vajra to punish evildoers. I've already given Mr. Duan this opportunity. I hope you will do what you want!"

"You baldy thief, it seems that you are determined to stand up for that dead woman. She is just pretty, so what if I play with her? You are all rushing to avenge her. Is she really so charming that even a monk like you can't control herself? Or is she having an affair with her? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Duan Nie was furious when he heard this. He didn't control his words, but just wanted to feel good in his heart, and forgot everything else.

Although he was angry, he was wary of Jueruo's every move and was ready to run away at any time. He was strong in words but did not dare to confront the other party. He was also paying attention to the direction of his escape. However, his heart sank and he felt pressured because the other two innates of Jing Kingdom had surrounded him in a triangle.

How could he not be furious? He had finally mastered all these skills and was free to do whatever he wanted, but Jueruo asked him to abandon his martial arts and pray to Buddha to atone for his sins. Not to mention that it would be more painful than killing him. Without martial arts, how could his many enemies let him go? His end would definitely be ten times more miserable than if the other party had directly punished the evildoers!
"Infinite World Honored One, I have already given you the chance, but Mr. Duan is stubborn and shows no intention of repenting. It seems that I have no choice but to use some means to help you make a decision," Jueruo chanted the Buddha's name again.

Upon hearing this, Duan Nie said coldly, "You stupid monk, I've had enough fun today. I won't bother with you anymore. Just wait, this matter is not over yet. You have many disciples in the Wuxiang Temple family. I will thank them for what they said to me later. I'm going to go meet my brother. You guys can just have fun here."

His tone remained arrogant, but the implication was clearly that he was giving in. Just give me some face and let it go. I may not be your opponent, but what about you disciples of Wuxiang Temple? Have you considered the consequences of offending me to death? And although your Wuxiang Temple may have a strong background, I am not without support either. A fight to the death will benefit no one.

He said this not only to Jueruo, but also to everyone else who wanted to meddle in other people's affairs.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that he was very intimidating, so he soared dozens of feet into the air, and then his figure bent and moved in the air, like an eagle, quickly heading towards the distance. It was obvious that he was running away for his own safety, and he didn't even watch the excitement that followed.

But things have come to this point, how can we let him leave so easily?
On his path, a flash of sword light shot up into the sky, crimson as fire, sweeping across with swiftness and force, brilliant as a crimson glow, and as beautiful as the falling red leaves of autumn. Seeing that flash, some people felt a vague sense of melancholy, a fleeting autumnal trance. In an instant, the sword light approached, leaving Duan Nie, trapped in midair, unable to avoid it. He drew his sword and slashed, his long sword humming softly. A cyan light poured out, intersecting and colliding with the sword light, shattering and shooting out in a cascade of cyan and red light. The sky above that area seemed to be bursting with brilliant fireworks.

Duan Nie successfully blocked the sword light, but his momentum was halted. He was forced to fly back a distance and land again. Holding the knife, he looked in the direction of the sword light and said with a grim expression, "Ye Hong, you want to stop me too? What a drifting sword technique! It even vaguely touches the artistic conception of the bleak autumn wind and the cool night!"

Ye Hong, the swordsman from Maple Leaf Villa, was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, holding a light red longsword with a light red scabbard. He looked about thirty years old and looked at Duan Nie calmly and said, "Didn't you hear what Master Jueruo said? Either do as the master said, or you stay here today. Although you are not from my Jing Kingdom, you have done so many evil things. Now that we have met today, it is time for your sinful life to end."

As Ye Hong spoke, he walked towards Ye Hong holding a sword. His movements were graceful as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. He approached the other party at a speed that seemed slow and fast. He had to prevent him from becoming desperate and attacking innocent people around him. This kind of person could do anything.

"The Piaoling Sword Technique? I've heard from Mr. Yushan that it's one of the unique skills of Maple Leaf Villa. Once mastered, it becomes incredibly graceful, like the poignant beauty of all things withering away. It makes one lose themselves in that poignant beauty and die unknowingly at the hands of the sword. This Ye Hong has obviously mastered this sword technique to the point of mastery, having already touched upon the initial state of mind. But it's not enough. He can only stop Duan Nie, let alone kill him with the sword. He can't even injure him. Only by mastering it can Duan Nie be severely injured. If it is mastered to the point of perfection, Duan Nie would be dead with just one strike."

Looking at Ye Hong at Maple Leaf Villa, Chen Xuan's mind flashed. The strength of martial arts and the power it exerts ultimately depend on the individual. And the degree to which one can practice a martial art depends on one's own talent.

Anyway, Chen Xuan had only heard from Mr. Yushan that there was such a sword technique in Maple Leaf Villa, but he didn't know it. The sword technique performed by Ye Hong was quite remarkable.

Fortunately, he didn't know the relationship between Mr. Yushan and Maple Leaf Villa, otherwise... with his current status, it would not be convenient for him to come forward and establish a relationship.

"Mr. Duan, just listen to the master. If you continue to resist, I might have to do something," said the Taoist priest from Taixuan Sect who came over from another direction.

At this moment, Duan Nie was surrounded by three innate beings in a triangle, each dozens of feet apart. If there was only one person, he still had a chance to resist and escape, but facing three, he had no way to escape.

Seeing this scene, many people around finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was over. No matter how arrogant he was, the three Xiantians were determined to keep him. What could he use to resist?
But it was not at that level. Given Duannie's ruthlessness, no one dared to say anything. What if he insisted on dragging a few people down with him?

"Xuanqing, you big shot, are you going to make things difficult for me too?" Duan Nie said gritting his teeth as he looked at the Taoist priest from Taixuan Sect.

Before he could say anything, Monk Jueruo came over and said calmly, "Mr. Duan, the opportunity has been given to you. It's up to you to choose."

Damn it, just because of a stinky woman, I was forced to this point. No, that damn woman is secondary. The key is that kid named Yang Guo. I was having fun and watching the show leisurely, but because of his words, I ended up like this.

Thinking of this, Duan Nie glanced coldly in Chen Xuan's direction. Knowing that he couldn't get through this hurdle, he took a deep breath and finally said with a struggle, "Aren't you worried about being liquidated by my brothers? With so many people watching, even if the forces behind you exert all their strength, they can't block the news!"

No one paid any attention to his threats. Xuan Qing raised his whisk and asked, "Master Duan, have you made up your mind?"

Duan Nie lowered his head and pondered, then gritted his teeth, threw away the long sword in his hand and said, "I am willing to convert to Buddhism, recite scriptures and worship Buddha to atone for my life's sins."

He seemed to have given up struggling, but in fact he knew that since he couldn't get through this level, he had to give in. As long as he was alive, he had a chance. His brother would come to find him, and then they would settle accounts.

Duan Nie knew very well how terrifying his younger brother's martial arts talent was, and that he had a great chance of reaching the Grandmaster level in the future. Once he succeeded, no matter how miserable he was today, he would repay these people tenfold one by one!
But if he wanted to play it safe, how could he fool those people present?

I only heard Master Jueruo say, "Since Mr. Duan has made up his mind, then you should give up your martial arts!"

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(End of this chapter)