Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 65 I’m really sorry, the monk is Yama’s reincarnation, the underworld can’t take me

"Excellent, very fierce!"

The young monk exhaled and spoke, and a streak of snow-white smoke, as swift as a dragon, shot out across the sky. It was the 'Thunder Dragon' that was circulating with electric energy.

Wang Yuyan was caught off guard and was sent flying ten feet away.

Zhuang Bu Ran's mind moved slightly, and a flash of white smoke appeared. At this moment, Duan Yu's mind had already lost control. He was hit hard, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, and flew out.

The Xiao father and son were tense, but the snow-white smoke came and went so quickly and so suddenly that even though they were extremely vigilant, they were still hit and were hit in the chest or back, falling to the ground injured.

At this time, the young monk seemed to have completed his final counterattack and seemed to be exhausted.

His body was in a horrible state. Not only were his hands and one foot broken, but his Dan Zhong acupoint was also severely injured, and there was an empty bloody hole in his chest.

"Ahem, I forgot you're also a bootlicker. It turns out you've already given away half of your acquired power."

Duan Yu, who was in the distance, ignored his serious injuries and struggled to get up and ran towards Wang Yuyan, while Xiao Feng, with a look of pain on his face, half-knelt beside the seriously injured and dying Xiao Yuanshan.

After a while, no matter what, Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan had accumulated more than a hundred years of skills. Although they were seriously injured, they still had the strength to fight.

However, Xiao Feng was born with extraordinary talent. He always became stronger when facing a stronger opponent and became braver with each battle. The injuries he suffered only increased his fighting power.

The three of them walked to a place about five feet away from the young monk with cold faces.

"Haha, no wonder he's known as the Qiao Feng of the North in such a vast world." The young monk raised his eyes and looked at Wang Yuyan:
"No wonder the female donor was able to injure the monk so severely. You two are quite sharp-eyed. You saw that my 'Thunder Dragon', though immobile and capable of attacking and defending freely, could only be controlled within ten steps."

Duan Yu looked at the corpses scattered all over the mountains, and saw the scene of Duan Zhengchun, who he didn't know if he was his father, sleeping forever.

He exhaled a breath of foul air and said to the young monk:

"At this point, you have no chance of turning the tables, and you'll probably die suddenly without us even having to do anything."

In the distance, the four Mei Jian sisters tried their best to break free from the vines on their bodies, but they couldn't. They didn't care whether their master was good or evil, they only knew that this was the master of Lingjiu Palace appointed by the old master, and the new master they should serve all their lives.

Just as they were about to yell at the thieves, the vines on their bodies changed and wrapped around their mouths.

On the other side, Zhuang Bu Ran smiled slightly:
"Donor Duan, you didn't hear what the monk said before. I have a talent in martial arts that you can hardly imagine."

"You all think that my skills are in vain. Do you understand what it means to be unprecedented and shocking?"

He paused slightly and said seriously:
"It's just a fatal injury, it's nothing to worry about!"

Wang Yuyan sneered:
"Evil monk, you still dare to talk nonsense here? Besides being heartless and having no taboos, are you also a lunatic?"

"The daughter of Li Qingluo of Mantuo Villa, the Wang family of Gusu. Do you know that the monk and you also have a grudge for the murder of your father?"

Zhuang Bu Ran suddenly laughed out loud:
"Hahaha, I didn't know until I saw it. I was shocked. I didn't expect that the three donors and I all had a grudge against each other for killing our fathers. Even the monk's fake body was tainted with the hatred for his father."

"I have a great affinity with you all, even a destiny!"

His eyes turned to Wang Yuyan:
"You are the daughter of Li Qingluo and Duan Zhengchun."

Zhuang Bu Ran looked at Duan Yu again, with a playful look on his face:
"If the monk said he had lied to you before and that Duan Yanqing was your biological father, but it was just a lie, what would you think?"

Duan Yu looked puzzled, remained silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said:
"You are indeed a demon monk that everyone wants to kill."

Zhuang Bu Ran didn't take it seriously and glanced at Xiao Feng:
"Why do you have to act like this? The monk's biological father is guilty of a serious crime. How much better can your biological father be?"

"He killed your mentor and your adoptive parents who treated you like their own son." "Could it be that just because Old Benefactor Xiao is your father, you can let bygones be bygones and pretend nothing happened?"

"If that's the case, I have no choice but to put you on the same level as Murong Fu, a lowly Xian race."

"Speaking of which, if you can't let go of your grudges, wouldn't this monk's action be equivalent to helping you avenge all your grudges? In this way, your mentor and adoptive parents should be able to rest in peace."

When he said this, a different emotion appeared on his face:

"The monk has shown you such great kindness, why are you still shouting at me to kill me? Shouldn't you immediately kneel down and kowtow to express your inexpressible gratitude?"

"After all, the monks killed the people you dared not kill, and the monks avenged the revenge you could not take!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone who heard them felt that their sense of right and wrong was shattered, and they could not imagine why such a monster existed in the world.

Xiao Feng didn't know what to say, so he just uttered two words:

"Monster!"

"It seems that you are also a fool who cannot see through the grudges and hatreds." A hint of sarcasm appeared on the young monk's brow.
"I can't even comprehend the principle that even a great grudge will inevitably linger."

In a moment, the three of them suddenly realized that something was wrong. They saw a layer of fine sand in front of their feet, which seemed to be blown by the breeze, gathering and dispersing.

"The monk is talking nonsense with you guys just to set up a formation. You guys are talking nonsense with the monk, are you really waiting for him to be seriously injured and die?"

Zhuang Bu Ran shook his head slightly:
"I'm really sorry, but I'm the reincarnation of Yama, and the underworld can't take me in."

Strong winds blew all around, and the dust on the ground suddenly floated up. The air was immediately filled with dust, and sand and rocks flew everywhere, like a sandstorm, trapping Xiao Feng and the other two.

In addition, the onlookers' faces changed drastically and their pupils trembled, as if they had seen something incredible.

White clouds appeared around the young monk. When he stepped on the auspicious clouds like an immortal, his broken limbs recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the empty bloody hole in his chest was covered with white clouds, as if the wound was healing itself.

"This is... attaining enlightenment and becoming a Buddha!"

Many monks said in amazement.

Many eminent monks also saw this scene and wondered if it was because they had mortal eyes that they could not see the true Buddha, which led to their misunderstanding.

No matter who sees this scene, eight words will probably come to mind:

"The Buddha's son has come to the world, and the holy monk has come to the mortal world."

When Xiao Feng and the other two who were surrounded by the sandstorm saw this, they could not hide the horror in their eyes. Duan Yu, who had worshipped Buddhism since childhood, was stunned where he stood, not knowing what he was thinking.

The young monk was hanging above the clouds, lowering his eyes and sighing softly:
"Alas, even if the middle elixir is completely destroyed, I still cannot break through the third level. Is it necessary to destroy the upper elixir before I can truly make a desperate attempt and enter the third level?"

"The bottom line is, these people are just too useless."

He looked down and said calmly:

"Once the Circulating Wind's Sinking Sand Formation is activated, the fight will continue until one is dead."

"The three donors have two choices: either use brute force to break it, or turn into corpses buried in the dust."

"I wonder if you can give the monk a surprise."

(End of this chapter)