Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 357 The Buddhist Disciple Guangming!? (Fourth Update!)
Above the sky, a sea of ​​clouds surges.

This place, which is supposed to be pristine year-round, is now experiencing a strange frost and snowfall, turning everything into a hazy, gloomy scene, and even the sound of the wind has stopped.

Great stillness.

In the center of the sea of ​​clouds, a young man in fine clothes sat cross-legged, his hands forming a mudra, holding a bright moon that reflected wisps of cold light.

This bright moon was at the very center of the heavens and earth, surrounded by a cold light that swirled around it like a phantom mist. As it drifted, it gave rise to many images such as laurels, jade plates, and ice toads, but these images vanished in an instant, and then all returned to the moon, making it even brighter and illuminating a silent face.

'【Su Xuan Shuang】!'

This supernatural power is Lü Yang's third supernatural power after [Master of Weapons and Leather] and [Lord of Stubborn Metal]. It belongs to [Xin Metal] and is a manifestation of [Holding the Law].

At this moment, it was held in Lü Yang's palm.

Without needing to do anything special, streams of moonlight flowed out, sensing the heavens and earth, and steadily pressed down on a young monk in robes below.

"Where did this fellow Daoist from the Holy Sect come from?"

The Arhat Fulong raised his head and let out a sharp roar, never expecting that his attempt to fish for Qi Refining would backfire and he would be the one caught by someone else!
The other party's cultivation level was clearly a notch higher than his.

And yet they still set traps and launched sneak attacks. Plus, given that it's located north of the Yangtze River, even the Arhat Fulong knows without a doubt that this must be the work of the Holy Sect Master!
What's worse, this person's supernatural powers are extremely effective against him!

'Metal (辛) is like frost, the world is desolate and bleak, and the grass and trees wither and decay. Fortunately, my [Fiery Dragon] is Wood (甲), otherwise it would probably be dead by now!'

Thinking of this, the Arhat Fulong dared not slacken in the slightest. With each opening and closing of his mouth, he continuously spewed out raging flames, which transformed into dragons to resist the descending Xuan Frost Sky Curtain. However, this small amount of fire was like a bonfire in the cold winter, which, although warm, would eventually go out.

"Fellow Daoist! Senior! Do we have any grudges against each other?"

"If it's just the Holy Sect's usual practice of taking advantage of others, you can just say so. Why take action?"

The Arhat Fulong cried out even more pitifully, his pleas for mercy tinged with resentment, for he had always been kind to others and had truly no enemies to this day.

Where did this come from?
However, Lü Yang completely ignored him, simply observing him for a moment before a stern smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Previously, his understanding was shallow, and he hadn't noticed anything amiss.

Looking at it now, one can see that beneath the seemingly glamorous appearance of the Arhat Fulong, he was actually all bark and no bite, and had very little real confidence.

the reason is simple.

"The first innate divine ability you cultivated was actually [Jia Wood]!"

The Arhat Fulong cultivates the "Nine Transformations Dragon Technique," with his foundation pointing directly to "City Wall Soil." His first innate supernatural power should be cultivated to align with the imagery of "Earth."

Why is it 【甲木】?
Lu Yang's mind raced, and he immediately understood the cause and effect: "After all, he was a rogue cultivator, greedy for immediate progress, swallowing things whole, and as a result, he ruined his path to enlightenment!"

If Lü Yang's prediction is correct, the Arhat Fulong probably encountered a [Jia Wood] when he was still a rogue cultivator, and swallowed it without hesitation. He was lucky, as [Jia Wood] and [Yin Wood] are similar in nature and his Dao foundation could accommodate it, which is why he did not explode and die.

However, he was lucky enough to survive, but his path was cut off.

'No wonder the Pure Land didn't react at all when I killed him in my previous life. Even though the Arhat Subduing Dragon was the true Buddhist practitioner, the Pure Land cared more about me instead.'

From the very beginning, the Arhat Fulong was a pawn to be discarded!
Otherwise, if the Pure Land wanted to attain the [City Wall Soil] level, why would it ignore the Arhat Fulong, whose cultivation level was only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage?

After figuring everything out, Lü Yang immediately smiled:
"Fellow Daoist Fulong, it seems that no one will come to save you now. Some people might even be hoping for your death so they can support someone else to take over!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of frost filled the world, creating a chilling atmosphere. Wherever it passed, the void was locked, spiritual energy was depleted, and all laws withered. It was truly a scene of the end of the Dharma. The Arhat Fulong tried several times to break through this layer of frost with his magic power, but he only ended up crashing into it and bleeding profusely.

"What exactly does the senior want?!"

Now that things had come to this, the Arhat Fulong no longer harbored any illusions and simply said, "I am willing to do anything that this humble monk can do, I only beg you to spare my life, senior!"

"hehe."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang lowered his eyelids, and a voice drifted out: "I've heard that there's a [Xin Metal] within the Jiangbei wonder, the [Suheng Palace]. Is that true?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Arhat Fulong hurriedly said, "That is a wonder erected by the Bodhisattva of the Water Moon Vase, and there is indeed a [Metal] within it!"

After speaking, he glanced at Lü Yang again, a hint of doubt flashing through his mind. In his view, Lü Yang's [Su Xuan Shuang] was clearly already a [Xin Jin] divine ability. If that was the case, why was he still asking for [Xin Jin]? Could it be that he wanted to refine a spiritual treasure that matched the divine ability?

Lu Yang, naturally revealing nothing, calmly asked, "Could you fetch it for me?"

"Can, can, can!"

The Arhat Fulong dared not hesitate, for the surrounding frost had completely suppressed the flames around him, tearing his body apart like being slowly sliced ​​to death. However, he had another plan in mind.

"Let's get through this first. Once I escape, I can simply hide in a sacred place. No matter how powerful that villain is, what can he do to me?"

Despite this, Lü Yang guessed what he was thinking: "Fellow Daoist, words are not enough; I find it hard to believe you."

“This humble monk can establish a legal contract!” Arhat Fulong quickly said.

Lu Yang shook his head: "Who in the world doesn't know that your Pure Land's favorite thing is to bully the weak, and that you are least afraid of these restrictive measures?"

"This is clearly a case of the strong bullying the weak, fellow Daoist."

The Arhat Fulong's lips twitched. This person was clearly more powerful than him, yet he set up an ambush and launched a sneak attack. How dare he say that the big bully the small?
"How can that be the same!?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang decisively shook his head and said righteously, "Fellow Daoist and I are both in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, so strictly speaking, we are at the same realm."

"I only have one more supernatural power than you, fellow Daoist. How can that be considered bullying the weak?"

Upon hearing this, the expression on the Arhat Fulong's face immediately turned strange.

This doesn't taste right.

After a moment of silence, he tentatively looked at Lü Yang and whispered, "...Sword Pavilion?"

Lu Yang: “.”

"Cut the nonsense!"

Lu Yang stopped hesitating and said bluntly, "It seems you haven't thought this through yet. In that case, you're no longer of any use to me. I'll just send you into reincarnation."

"I have a way! I have a way!"

Arhat Fulong hurriedly said, "This humble monk has a disciple who is clever and quick-witted. This humble monk can have him fetch the [Xin Jin] and then deliver it to you, senior!"

“Disciple?” Lu Yang was taken aback upon hearing this.

Arhat Fulong, thinking he didn't believe him, quickly explained, "This person's Dharma name is Guangming, you must have heard of him, fellow Daoist. He is a newly born Buddha in our Pure Land! I was his master before, and he listened to me the most. With his status, obtaining a [Xin Metal] is effortless for him."

As Lü Yang listened to the description of the Arhat Fulong, he gradually frowned.

Guangming.

Lu Yang would never forget this name. In his previous life, this person had a deep connection with him. He was a Buddhist cultivator who was cunning, talented, and had a bit of luck.

But the problem is, a Buddhist disciple?
Due to his psychological trauma related to the Pure Land, Lü Yang suddenly had countless conspiracies and speculations, even directly suspecting the Buddha of the Pure Land.

However, the next second, he composed himself.

"Boom!"

Without any hesitation, Lü Yang directly gathered [Su Xuan Shuang], completely suppressing the Subduing Dragon Arhat, and then put it into his sleeve before turning to look at his side.

There, a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

He was a middle-aged man with a chiseled face, a serious expression, and a pair of bright and dark eyes, like lamplight, staring intently at Lü Yang.

Hongju.

Lu Yang was not surprised at all. He had already put on the golden shell of good fortune, and he sensed the abnormality when Hongju approached him.

The next second, Lü Yang smiled slightly: "What, don't you recognize me?"

Before he finished speaking, he released the aura of the auspicious metal element, and Hongju, sensing this aura, immediately relaxed his brows and bowed down:
"Hongju greets Your Excellency!"

However, upon seeing this scene, Lü Yang's smile gradually faded.

'.wrong.'

Although Hongju's words and actions were very respectful, Lü Yang, relying on his affinity with Hongyun's metal element, still keenly sensed something amiss.

'Does he have doubts and his mind is wavering? Is he suspecting me?'

(End of this chapter)