Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 251 All in vain

"Jueruo, I have already obeyed your wishes and accepted the defeat. Just seal my cultivation. Why go too far!" Duan Nie gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice. His whole body was shaking with anger, but the situation was stronger than him, and he could not lose his temper.

Although this guy is crazy and cruel and vicious, it is generally acknowledged that he is not brainless. This can be seen from the way he addresses Jueruo again and again, and the way he addresses him changes in different situations.

At the beginning, when Jueruo rescued Lingyun, he called him Master, then he called him the stinky monk when he gave him a choice, the thief bald donkey when he forced him to make a choice, and later he called him the dead monk when Jueruo said he would help him make a decision, and now he calls him by his name.

Every change in address was actually a response to his clear understanding of his situation. He had room to maneuver before, but in the end, calling him by his name had pushed him into a dead end.

Facing Duan Nie's struggle, Jueruo maintained that calm expression that made him hate him to the core, and issued an ultimatum in a tone of voice, saying, "If Mr. Duan can't do it himself, how about I do it for you?"

Taoist Xuanqing of the Taixuan Sect bowed his head and said, "Master Duan, things have come to this point. You have no choice."

"You are going too far. When you bully and harm the weak, have you ever thought about the four words 'bullying too much'? Justice will come to you, and these four words should come true on you," Ye Hong sneered, holding the long sword in his arms.

Regardless of the reason or position, no one can deny that the feeling of bullying is really a bit satisfying. Of course, except for the bad guys, no one usually expresses such emotions directly on their face.

Facing the three innate masters staring at him with eager eyes, Duan Nie, who had nowhere to turn, laughed angrily and said, "Alright, alright, you're bullying me with your numbers, huh? Fine, I admit defeat today. I'll give up my martial arts and become a vegetarian from now on to atone for my sins. It doesn't matter. I've had enough fun in this life anyway!"

For him, as long as he is alive, he still has a chance. He has a more powerful younger brother. Even if he loses his martial arts and has countless rare treasures from the world's extraordinary people, it is not impossible to practice again. Even if he can't practice it again, as long as he is rescued by his younger brother, he can still be free and show off his power. He just can't do whatever he wants like he does if he has powerful strength. But even so, how many people dare to look down on him?
But having said that, when it came time to make a decision, his expression became uncertain and he found it difficult to make a move.

I have practiced martial arts for many years, and I have lived a carefree and happy life with it. Now it is gone, how can I bring myself to do it? How can I be willing to accept it?

There was nothing he could do even though he was unwilling. As Taoist Xuanqing said, he had no choice.

At this time, the morning sun slowly rose. Under the gaze of countless eyes, Duan Nie, who had no way to go, raised and lowered his right hand several times. Finally, he gritted his teeth and circulated his true energy in his right hand. The hand turned blue-black and glowed. He was about to slap his dantian with a ruthless heart.

However, at this moment, Duan Nie, who was already unwilling to give up, saw a conspicuous figure out of the corner of his eye, and his eyes immediately widened with anger rising to the top of his head.

I saw that kid named Yang Guo, while everyone's attention was focused on this side, he actually had the spare time to move his body leisurely behind the crowd. If Duan Nie remembered correctly, those movements seemed to be a health-preserving technique promoted by the Jing State government, which could not even be considered martial arts. It was called the Calming and Health-Preserving Exercise.

Originally, he thought that Nie Xiaoyao had been living happily for so many years, and everything had been going smoothly. Even this time when he raped Ning Zuiyue to death, he did it in secret. Not only did nothing happen to him, but he could also watch the show from the side and see people helpless and furious. But everything was ruined by that brat.

If it weren't for him, how could I have ended up like this?

But he actually still had the mood to exercise there. Who does he think he is?

Over the years, Chen Xuan has gotten used to practicing the calming and health-preserving exercises every morning without fail. He was free anyway, and everyone was attracted to it, so he just did it as a routine. Although no one else noticed, Duan Nie did.

Chen Xuan naturally felt Duan Nie's gaze, but did not stop his actions. As for himself, he had no intention of provoking Duan Nie. It was really a habit.

So, considering the other person's feelings, Chen Xuan continued to move, but retreated behind the sand dunes on the side, intending to avoid Duan Nie's sight.

However, after seeing Chen Xuan's actions, Duan Nie, who had already given up struggling and cleaning up his own useless martial arts, immediately changed his mind.

'If I'm not having a good time, then that damn brat won't have an easy time either. Besides, it's not like I don't have a chance. The three of them surrounded me. Ye Hong's cultivation is probably the weakest, and Jueruo is the oldest, so he should be the strongest. In this way, Ye Hong and Taoist Xuanqing will definitely prevent me from breaking out. Then I will do the opposite and break out from Jueruo's side. As long as I can force him back a little, I can rush over and grab a few monks as hostages in a moment. I don't believe that Jueruo and the others will not care about the lives of others just to kill me. Isn't that compassionate? Then I will give you a difficult choice: let me go or watch others die in my hands, especially those from the Buddhist sect!'

His mind raced, and many thoughts popped up in Duan Nie's mind in an instant.

Then he became frightened and rushed towards Jueruo at the fastest speed in his life. As he took a step, he raised his toes and the long sword he had thrown on the ground cut through the sky and whistled towards Chen Xuan who had moved to a new location.

He himself crossed a distance of dozens of feet and came in front of Jueruo in a breath. The hand that was originally slapping his dantian now exerted full strength. The dark blue palm turned into inky black and turned to slap Jueruo's heart.

The power of a palm, all ten percent of the strength is concentrated in the hand, although there is no huge momentum, but if this palm hits firmly, even a rock the size of a house will be smashed into pieces, even if the body is made of copper or iron, it will be penetrated by a palm if you are caught off guard!
This was Duan Nie's only chance. As long as Jueruo failed to react in a hurry and avoided the situation slightly, he would be able to break through and capture the hostage to get out of the predicament.

However, from his perspective, this idea was not wrong, but it underestimated Jueruo's cultivation and his defense against pushing him to the brink of death. Who wouldn't be on guard against such a ruthless and boundless person?

Just when Duan Nie desperately used his internal energy to strike Jueruo with a palm strike, a hint of emotion flashed in Jueruo's eyes.

The opportunity has been given, but Duan Nie didn't know how to cherish it.

Monks are compassionate. If Duan Nie truly repents by giving up his martial arts, he will really spare his life. Sparing his life does not mean that he wants Duan Nie to lay down his butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot, nor does it mean that he can forgive the sins he committed by doing so. Instead, there will be plenty of ways to make him atone for his actions later.

It not only reflects the compassion of monks, but also sets an example of Duannie's act of atonement to highlight the image of Wuxiang Temple.

At their level, with their vast wealth and power, every move they make carries a profound meaning. Otherwise, they could just kill Duan Nie, why bother? As for Duan Nie's younger brother, he wasn't even considered. No matter how powerful or talented he was, distant water can't quench immediate thirst. Moreover, Wuxiang Temple was overseen by a Grandmaster. Even if Duan Nie's younger brother grew up, what was there to fear?

It's a pity that Duan Nie is not a wise man. It would be great if he could submit to Buddhism. When Xuan Qing and the others gave way to him at the beginning and Jueruo was the first to speak, he had already made plans.

But Duan Nie doesn't play by the rules.

Duan Nie attacked with all his might, trying to break through. When the palm was about to hit him, he felt as if his beard and eyebrows moved, his clothes fluttered, and green light flashed around his body. Then, a huge bell about ten feet high enveloped him.

The translucent bell is full of ancient charm. It is the result of the circulation of true qi in the Buddhist body protection technique. It is solid and thick, as if cast from bronze. It rotates slowly and is covered with many Buddhist symbols and scriptures. It looks mysterious and solemn.

Dang~!

Duan Nie struck the protective bronze bell with all his strength, and it actually produced a real bell-ringing sound. The bell rang melodiously and richly, and the sound waves were transmitted, turning into visible air waves that surged out, and the surrounding sand and dust were swept into the sand waves and rolled under the air waves.

The force of Duan Nie's attack was offset by the rotation of the protective bronze bell, but it also dimmed by three points.

"You've actually cultivated the Wuxiang Temple's Wheel-Turning Golden Bell to the level of a bronze bell. Isn't the next step the Golden Bell Grand Perfection stage blessed by the Dharma Protector Arhats?"

Maintaining this palm-slapping action, the previous plan collapsed under Jueruo's body protection technique, and the force was so strong that the old Duan Nie couldn't help but stare and said in a lost voice.

"Infinite World Honored One, Mr. Duan's sins are difficult to eliminate and he has no intention of repenting. For the sake of the people of the world, I will send you to the Pure Land."

Jueruo looked at Duan Nie Baoxiang solemnly without any sadness or joy. As he spoke, the protective bronze bell disappeared and he struck out with a palm. His palm turned into pure gold, and there was a golden light, which seemed slow and fast and difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

The Phantom Vajra Palm has reached perfection!

Duan Nie recognized this move, and these words flashed through his mind. He subconsciously said: "No, I do..."

He didn't have time to say the words "I've given up my martial arts". It was too late now. Jueruo's palm had already hit his forehead, breaking his hat. His ferocious face appeared and he flew backwards with an expression of fear and regret.

When Duan Nie's body flew backwards, his head exploded into a cloud of blood mist while he was in the air. He landed dozens of feet later and was dead beyond death. As luck would have it, the place where he landed was exactly where he launched the sneak attack.

One defense and one attack, Jueruo, who had killed Duan Nie, had regained his kind face. He lowered his head slightly and chanted a Buddhist name, saying, "Immeasurable World Honored One, I am guilty of sins."

In full view of the public, in a flash, Duan Nie, a congenital master who had been committing crimes for many years, died here.

"Okay~!"

At this moment, someone couldn't help but let out an extremely happy sound, and the emotions that had been suppressed were finally released.

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(End of this chapter)