Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 66: We should know that all consciousness is like an illusion, and all things in the world are like a dream. The monk has attained enlightenment!

In an instant, Duan Yu, who was still in a daze, was swept into the strongest part of the sandstorm. Before Xiao Feng and Wang Yuyan could rescue him, his clothes were stained with blood.

However, Duan Yu was turned into a tattered corpse by the extremely violent sandstorm, with blood splattering everywhere.

"Good brother!"

Xiao Feng was filled with rage, and he charged and attacked like a mad tiger, unleashing what could truly be considered the most masculine move in the world, the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing".

Facing the fierce sandstorm that seemed to never subside, he showed the courage that the stronger the enemy, the stronger I am.

Although his palm force was powerful, it still had some strength left, seemingly endless and leak-free, thus fighting on equal terms with the Sinking Sand Formation.

"Your Dragon Subduing Palm consumes the most energy. If you continue, you will die of exhaustion sooner or later." Wang Yuyan said to Xiao Feng while practicing the "Tianshan Six Yang Palm" taught by Duan Yu.

"The martial arts of this evil monk are unimaginable. The only way to break through the wind and sand is to force his way through." Xiao Feng replied in a deep voice.

Wang Yuyan said sternly:

"If this continues, you and I will definitely die. I have a way to save our lives. Are you willing to do it?"

"But there's no harm in talking."

"I practice the Xiaoyao Sect's 'Northern Divine Art'. The hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Ren Meridian are the foundation of this martial art. The Shaoshang and Tanzhong points on the thumb are particularly important. The former is for stimulating, and the latter for storing."

"One can use Shao Shang to draw the inner strength of others and store it in one's own Qi Sea, so that one can draw a little and store a little, without losing it endlessly. The more it accumulates, the thicker it becomes, just like the vast pool of the North Sea, which can float a Kun thousands of miles away."

"And to practice this martial art, one must first dissolve one's own internal energy. Only then can one cultivate the Northern Ocean Qi that possesses both yin and yang. The masculine energy is as scorching as a furnace, while the feminine energy is several times colder than ice, and is compatible with all martial arts in the world."

After hearing this, Xiao Feng immediately understood the profound meaning. He looked at the young monk in the blood-red robe who looked like a demon in the air, and said with great pride:

"Martial arts and true energy are merely external things. Today, Xiao Feng wants to see if this monk has truly entered the realm of immortals and Buddhas."

He turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan and stretched out his left hand:
"Come!"

Wang Yuyan didn't waste any time and decisively pressed Xiao Feng's pulse point. In less than a moment, she absorbed all of his true energy into her body.

With a loud "bang", the wind and sand in the sky were forcibly shaken away by an extremely powerful true qi.

A graceful figure flashed across the sky, and was about to hit the young monk in mid-air. Suddenly, she rose and fell, and in an instant, she came behind a group of monks, and then pressed down Xuan Ji's back.

The stronger the internal strength of the practitioner of "Northern Sea Divine Art", the greater its suction force will be. In the blink of an eye, Xuan Ji collapsed to the ground, looking exhausted.

"How brave!"

Xuan Du, who was standing by, gently clasped his right thumb and index finger together, as if picking up a flower, with a smile on his face. He flicked the five fingers of his left hand to the right, and a sharp and extremely feminine finger force hit Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan's Beiming Qi spontaneously protected her body and she was not afraid of the "Flower-Picking Finger" at all. She directly used the grappling method of "Tien Shan Zhe Mei Hand" and instantly grabbed Xuan Du's arm.

More than 20 eminent monks of the Xuan generation and many monks of the Hui generation in the vicinity used their best skills, but most of them suffered pain in their arms due to the recoil.

Wang Yuyan relied on her own extremely powerful internal skills and absorbed all the internal strength of the Xuan generation monks in an instant. Suddenly, the sound of vast and unbridled waves arose around her, and all the monks in front of the Shaolin Temple gate were shaken away.

Seeing this, the young monk said to the skinny old monk not far away:
"Old monk, do you think that with her current skill level, the so-called three-foot air wall can be created with just her hands?"

"Amitabha, this female donor's power is already better than that of this old monk." The skinny old monk never expected that Wang Yuyan would suddenly attack the monks of Shaolin Temple.

Even if he wanted to remind them now, it was too late. He saw Wang Yuyan absorbing the internal energy of the monks and then transforming all the absorbed internal energy into Beiming True Qi.

He flew up like a ghost and appeared behind the skinny old monk. Just as he was about to grab him, he suddenly felt a barrier that was extremely soft yet extremely hard.

She transformed her claws into palms and used the very proficient "Tianshan Six Yang Palms", using the different yin and yang palm powers with ease and grace.

After only four or five palm strikes, the barrier was broken, and he then took advantage of the situation to strike towards the skinny old monk.

The skinny old monk seemed to have no intention of fighting and kept avoiding the fight, while Wang Yuyan followed him like a shadow, constantly entangled with him, and each of her moves seemed to be full of martial arts from all over the world.

"Old monk, this female donor's attainments in martial arts are truly extraordinary. Even without prior training, she can help someone improve their martial arts skills and turn defeat into victory with just a few simple pointers."

"Now I have unprecedented skills, coupled with my previous martial arts training."

The young monk standing on the clouds seemed to be gloating over the misfortune:

"Old monk, you are in danger!"

"Amitabha, female donor, no matter how powerful the 'Northern Divine Art' is, it is still a martial art and it has its limits." The skinny old monk kept dodging and sighed.

"If you absorb all the power of this old monk, you will probably explode and die."

"Stop talking nonsense! Even if I die today, I will drag the evil monk down with me!"

Wang Yuyan used the martial arts that she liked best since she started learning martial arts. Her palm techniques and grappling moves contained the unique skills of swords, hidden weapons, grabbing techniques, whip techniques, stick techniques and other weapons.

For example, the unique martial arts moves such as "One-word Wisdom Sword", "Nine Blows of Green", "Eighteen Breaks of City", "Dragon Claw Hand", "Dragon Capturing Skill", "Thirteen Soft Whip Returning Skills of Dabie Mountain", "Three-section Staff of Eighty-one Routes of the Ruan Family of Hubei" are all included in it.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds. After all, the skinny old monk was old and weak. Even though he possessed extremely powerful internal energy, there were still some gaps in his body.

Wang Yuyan immediately grabbed him. She then used a grappling technique that incorporated a hundred different methods. Three fingers suddenly rested on the skinny old monk's wrist, and then her thumb and pinky quickly closed in. A bitter taste grew on the old monk's lips. He had just used his internal energy in response to the pressure, but it burst forth, pouring continuously into Wang Yuyan's palm.

In a moment, the skinny old monk seemed to have aged countless times, and he collapsed to the ground with barely a breath left.

"It's true that when he's blackened, he's ten times stronger, and when he's whitened, he's three times weaker."

The young monk suddenly appeared behind Wang Yuyan, who was regulating her Qi, and placed a hand on her shoulder, saying softly:
"Since you want the monk to die so badly, I will give you this opportunity."

After saying that, all the extremely abundant power fiercely poured into Wang Yuyan's body.

It was like an endless, surging river or sea, endlessly pouring into the sea of ​​qi in his dantian.

Wang Yuyan was already feeling extremely uncomfortable due to absorbing too much of the skinny old monk's abundant true energy. Her major meridians and dantian qi sea seemed to have reached their limits. Now, with the arrival of a huge amount of true energy, she felt like she was carrying an increasingly heavy mountain on her back, and she could be crushed to pieces at any time.

She gritted her teeth and said:
"Evil monk, today I will perish with you!"

A surging true energy surged from Wang Yuyan's body, and the violent and unparalleled momentum instantly killed the skinny old monk who was on his deathbed not far away. Even those Shaolin monks and Xiao Feng who had no power at all had their internal organs ruptured by the heavy power in the momentum, and died on the spot.

Those remaining seriously injured martial artists also died one after another, and countless monks were caught in the disaster and suffered severe internal injuries, which caused their meridians to be severed and their martial arts to be lost.

The vines that bound Sister Mei and her four sisters were quite intelligent and quickly took them away from this troubled place.

"Boom!"

An open space outside the Shaolin Temple's mountain gate was suddenly filled with dust and smoke. After a loud bang, a deep pit appeared, with only a blood-red monk's robe left at the bottom.

At this time, as if because their master had passed away, the spirituality of the vines on the four Mei Jian sisters disappeared and no longer bound them.

"Your Highness!"

The four sisters came to the deep pit anxiously, and seeing that there was no one in the pit, they looked around hurriedly.

Just when they thought their lord had met with an accident and were at a loss as to what to do, the blood-red monk's robe at the bottom of the pit moved without wind, and white smoke emerged and slowly floated up.

When the blood-red monk's robe floated to mid-air, white clouds and smoke gradually condensed into a human shape, which was Zhuang Bu Ran.

His eyes were slightly deeper:
"The third level is an incomparably exquisite reconstruction of the body, but it is still an acquired technique, and ultimately cannot compare to the innate perfection."

The young monk smiled and said silently:

"If I die out of boredom countless times, maybe one day I can really achieve the goal of rebirth."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the four sisters who were overjoyed, and then looked towards the gate of Shaolin Temple.

Many monks with little martial arts skills had just come out, and they were all trying their best to rescue their fellow disciples who were seriously injured.

At this moment, they were all looking at the young monk who looked like an immortal in the world with indescribable eyes.

Zhuang Bu Ran's gaze lingered for a moment on a middle-aged monk with an agitated expression, then he looked up at the sky and said to himself:
"You should know that all consciousness is like an illusion, and all worldly actions are like a dream. This monk has attained enlightenment!"

After saying that, his body turned into a white light and disappeared into the sky.

……

The battle at Shaoshi Mountain shocked the world, and the evil monk Xu Zhu became completely famous in the world, not to mention his life experience.

After this battle, seven or eight out of ten martial arts masters were killed in Shaoshi Mountain, especially the Shaolin Temple and the Beggars' Sect, which were the leading sects. The former closed the mountain for a hundred years, and the latter lost all its top leaders, causing chaos and endless fighting within the gang.

The news of the evil monk Xu Zhu's actions that day also spread everywhere, mainly because after the battle, many people in the martial arts world went to Shaolin to ask for an explanation.

No one could believe it. It was just a martial arts conference, but how come everyone who went was killed? Even the famous Xiao Feng, the Duan family of Dali, and the notorious Xingxiu Sect were wiped out.

Shaolin had no choice but to tell the whole story, and only then did everyone in the martial arts world truly understand the viciousness and cruelty of the evil monk.

However, when I heard that he finally turned into a rainbow and ascended to heaven, I always felt that these monks were just flattering themselves.

Everyone could only reluctantly believe that the evil monk Xu Zhu had extraordinary martial arts skills, was able to fight against a thousand people alone, and died together with the heroes participating in the martial arts conference.

After that, the martial arts world naturally hated the evil monk with gnashing teeth. If it were not for the fact that Shaolin Temple was also severely damaged and thousands of monks of the Xuan generation were killed, they would definitely not let it go.

As a result, the name of the evil monk Xu Zhu became an existence that everyone in the martial arts world had to curse every day.

At this time, the Tianshan Lingjiu Palace came into the world, and hundreds of women used their strange and unique martial arts to plow the entire martial arts world over and over again.

Anyone who dares to call Xu Zhu a demon monk will be killed without mercy.

Therefore, he used iron-blooded force to suppress those who had a blood feud with a certain evil monk, and praised Xu Zhu as a holy monk living Buddha, saying that he killed people to save the world, and what he killed were not people, but the karma of the world.

In order to avoid being wiped out, many sects gave in one after another, because one female devil was not scary. What was scary was hundreds of lawless female devils with terrifyingly high martial arts skills.

As a result, all the tough guys were dealt with one by one, and no one knew how many martial arts sects were destroyed.

After sixty years, the evil monk Xu Zhu became a thing of the past. People in the world only knew that there was a holy monk who saved all living beings in the past, and his Buddhist name was Xu Zhu!
(End of this chapter)