Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 566 Meeting without Recognition

"Boss!"

"Fourth!"

The Crocodile God of the South Sea watched as Yun Zhonghe died with his skull shattered, a gruesome sight that was too painful to bear, and immediately let out a mournful cry.

He looked up at Ding'an, his eyes blazing with fury: "Bald monk, you have such ruthless methods! Die!"

This man roamed the South China Sea, taking countless lives in his hands. He feared neither heaven nor earth, but he respected Duan Yanqing and was on good terms with Yun Zhonghe.

Enraged, he completely forgot how terrifying Ding'an was and pounced on her, throwing punches.

Ding'an saw the Crocodile God of the South Sea attacking head-on, his fists and feet moving as fast as the wind. Suddenly, he stepped forward and grabbed the other's arm.

Despite having his arm grabbed, the Crocodile God of the South China Sea remained calm and kicked Ding An in the abdomen.

Ding An roared, "Rise!" He exerted force and suddenly swung his huge body up, smashing it down on Duan Yanqing with a whoosh.

When the South China Sea Crocodile God was swung up, he felt as if his arm was about to be torn apart. He screamed and almost fainted.

Duan Yanqing had already gotten up by now, and seeing him flying towards him, he hurriedly raised his cane to catch him.

boom!
A powerful force, both demonic and malevolent, surged out from the body of the South China Sea Crocodile God and invaded Duan Yanqing's body.

Duan Yanqing immediately lost his footing, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

Not only that, that powerful force had already traveled along the meridians, swirling through all the gates, and a raging tide immediately rose in Duan Yanqing's abdomen. Unable to suppress his hot blood, he spat out a mouthful of blood into the sky.

The South China Sea Crocodile God had several broken arms and was already in dire straits. After collapsing to the ground, his head hit his back, and he immediately broke his neck and died.

Just then, a sharp shout rang out: "How dare you speak ill of Abbot Xuanci! You're courting death!"

Then a woman, holding a child in one arm and a scalpel in the other, lunged at them menacingly.

The woman was slender and beautiful, but three bloody scratches on each side of her face made her look quite unsightly. Her knife flashed like falling snow, sweeping across Ding'an's body, while the child in her arms kicked and cried loudly.

Normally, with Ding'an's abilities, killing her would have been a matter of one or two punches, but with the infant beside him, he hesitated and became restrained.

Seeing the blade flashing again, Ding An immediately lunged forward, headbutting Ye Erniang, and used his prosthetic arm to wrap around her arm and seize her.

Suddenly, Ye Erniang saw his bald head bumping towards her, so she quickly leaned back and handed the child in her arms to him.

Ding'an quickly stopped him, fearing that he might harm the child.

Seeing this, Ye Erniang kicked Ding An in the groin.

boom!
As Xu Zhu rushed out the door, he couldn't help but squeeze his legs together, feeling a sharp pain in his testicles.

Unexpectedly, Ding'an didn't scream. Instead, Ye Erniang let out a miserable cry, her leg twisting abnormally, clearly broken from the shock.

Upon seeing this, Xu Zhu immediately shouted, "Master Ding'an, she is Ye Erniang, one of the 'Four Evils,' who specializes in torturing and killing infants. The one in your arms was stolen!"

Ding An was furious: "That poisonous woman deserves to die!" He stomped his foot and leaped up with Ye Erniang, as if the two were conjoined twins, drawing an arc in the air and crashing straight to the ground.

With nowhere to hide, Ye Erniang screamed hoarsely, "Don't you want your child's life?"

"I want your life!" Ding An shouted fiercely, "I'll protect the child's life!"

"Let's see how you protect yourself!"

As the ground drew ever closer, in despair, Ye Erniang slammed the child in her arms to the ground. The child was frail; if he hit the ground, he would likely be reduced to a mangled mess!
"Hold!"

Ding An's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He spun around and kicked her into the air again, using the momentum to swoop down. Thump! Just before hitting the ground, he landed on his back, shielding the child in his arms.

"Hahaha, you're really lucky to be alive!" Ding'an lay on the ground, holding the child and laughing loudly.

"Wah~!" The baby was terrified and splashed water all over Ding'an's head and face with a "whoosh".

Xu Zhu, seeing this from the side, was anxious about whether he was injured, but couldn't help but grin.

Ding'an glared at him angrily, and the little monk immediately lowered his head.

Just then, a shrill scream descended from the sky, and Ye Erniang crashed to the ground like a meteor.

Bang! The head shattered completely, splattering red and white blood everywhere.

Upon seeing the headless corpse of the poisonous woman, with filth dripping onto the ground, Xu Zhu was momentarily dazed and speechless.

Suddenly, with another "hiss," a burst of intense heat from the finger strikes.

But Duan Yanqing had somehow gotten up, his face covered in blood, and raised his staff to unleash a "One-Finger Divine Skill".

However, the force of the finger was not aimed at Ding'an, but at the child!
Xu Zhu was shocked and shouted, "Despicable!" He suddenly leaped forward, his right hand sweeping out a purple light that deflected the finger force. With a swing of his left leg, he was already pressed against Duan Yanqing's chest.

Duan Yanqing was shocked and pressed down with his cane, intending to break his shin.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhu suddenly exerted his strength, kicking him so hard that he rolled over, his bones broken and blood flowing freely.

Duan Yanqing collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood. Panicked, he raised his staff and launched a desperate attack, stabbing and smashing. Xu Zhu neither parried nor blocked, but instead thrust his right fist from his waist with unstoppable force.

Duan Yanqing crossed his arms, intending to block the incoming fist, but the next moment his arms snapped as if they were withered branches.

The force of the punch penetrated deeply, displacing Duan Yanqing's facial features. He screamed in agony as his brains splattered out, and he collapsed to the ground, dying a gruesome death.

Xu Zhu stared blankly at the bright red stains on the ground, seeing Duan Yanqing's skull mostly shattered and blood gushing out. He was completely stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

"Well done, Little Xuzhu!" Ding'an, holding the baby, wiped the urine off his face and shouted his approval.

Xu Zhu trembled all over, and said in a trembling voice, "I...I've already killed him?"

Ding An wiped his hands on Xu Zhu's body and said, "Is there anything fake?" Seeing Xu Zhu's tears streaming down his face, he frowned and asked, "Why are you crying again?"

"I...I have violated the first and foremost precept of Buddhism, which forbids killing. I fear I will not be able to be reborn in a better realm."

"Damn it, how many years of evil deeds have these four people committed?" Ding'an cursed. "They're destined to face mountains of knives, boiling oil, and the eighteen levels of Avici Hell after they die! What, are you going to hunt them down and kill them?"

Xu Zhu shrank back and stammered, "I... I didn't mean that."

Ding An cursed, "Then hurry up and follow them, find the child's parents first!"

"Ah, sigh~!"

Xu Zhu was stunned for a moment, scratched his bald head, and hurriedly followed. However, when he passed by Ye Erniang's headless corpse, he felt a sudden palpitation and his whole body felt dizzy.

The young monk shook his head, clasped his hands together, and said, "Benefactor, may you be a good person in your next life." He recited a rebirth mantra, and at Ding An's urging, he flashed after him.

Buddhist teachings say: "Perfection, understanding, concentration, and wisdom." Ordinary people, because of love, destroy their nature; because of lust, their minds are disturbed. They fall into the trap without realizing it, and as a result, their dreams are shattered in a moment, and this body is no longer their own. It is too late for regrets.

Ye Erniang spent her entire life searching for her son, but in her descent into madness, she committed countless evils. Yet, upon meeting him, she failed to recognize him and met a tragic end before Xuzhu, leaving behind endless regret. It can be said that: "Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the vicissitudes of life are the true path of humanity."
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Stone House on Leigu Mountain.

The room was warm, and a stove in the corner was burning brightly, brewing half a pot of tea.

Xiaoyaozi sat sideways on the couch, looking at the beautiful figure with her eyes closed, his eyes filled with sadness and weariness.

The whole house was very tidy. Apart from the stove for brewing tea, there was a chessboard and a strange device.

This device is nine feet long and ten feet high. It is made entirely of brass and shines with a golden light. Nine dragon mouths protrude, and a copper ball moves back and forth like a shuttle as the mechanism operates.

This machine is clearly an armillary sphere!
Moreover, it is larger and more sophisticated than the one in Zhongnan Mountain.

Suddenly, a clear voice rang out: "If the old Taoist Chunyang saw this celestial globe, he would probably be scared to death."

Xiaoyaozi stared intently at Li Canghai, not even looking up, and casually said, "I will replicate it in three years."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and asked, "Is it accurate?"

“Sword God Ren.” Xiaoyaozi finally raised his head, his face serious. “You can question my martial arts, but you cannot question my skills in all trades.”

Ren Shaoyang cupped his hands and smiled, "I have always respected experts."

Xiaoyaozi snorted coldly and looked down again.

Ren Shaoyang, feeling awkward, turned to look at the wall and saw several large ink paintings hanging above. The ink was of varying shades, rendering wisps of clouds in different shapes, fluttering and elegant.

"Huh?" The man in white gazed at the painting, sometimes lost in thought, sometimes gesturing with his fingers.

At this moment, the three people inside each did their own thing.

Ren Shaoyang looked at the painting, Xiaoyaozi gazed at his lover, and Li Canghai lay on the bed.

"Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand is truly excellent."

Ren Shaoyang's voice came again. Under the candlelight, one could see him flipping his fingers and turning his wrist, his finger shadows overlapping, lifting, picking, probing, and grabbing, as if he could do a thousand different things.

Each illusory figure is exquisitely crafted, and each is unique.

Xiaoyaozi looked up and smiled, "If you like it, then go ahead and learn it."

With a snap, the lamp flickered, creating a dazzling display of light and shadow, and countless finger shadows converged into one.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said with his hands behind his back, "Your skill is no different from my 'Flowing Wine Sword,' I don't need to learn it."

Xiaoyaozi nodded and said, "Your 'Flowing Wine Sword' has the grandeur of embracing all rivers, and it truly captures the essence of the art."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and looked at Li Canghai on the couch.

This woman was indeed exactly like Li Qiushui, but with a touch more delicate and dignified grace, making her even more beautiful.

"Is the Jade Linglong inside her body?" Ren Shaoyang asked, looking at the cinnabar birthmark on her forehead.

“That’s right.” Xiaoyaozi gently stroked Li Canghai’s face and said, “The treasure of the Xiaoyao Sect, the ancient dragon pearl, the Jade Linglong.”

"Dragon Ball?" Ren Shaoyang was taken aback, and couldn't help but ask, "Which star level?"

(End of this chapter)