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

Chapter 590, Part Two: Helping Me Cultivate (Part Three)
What the hell?
Upon hearing this, Ding'an was completely bewildered and didn't know what to say.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiaoqing was a little scared and quickly said, "It's not that I disagree! It's just that I'm shy! Let's go have some drinks, listen to some music, and cultivate our relationship. I'll give you... Oh!" Before she finished speaking, she felt a darkness before her eyes and quickly pulled off the black robe covering her head.

"You think you can eat shit?" Ding An turned and walked towards the waterfall, a dragon swaying behind him as he moved along with his muscles. "Naked woman, get dressed and get out of here!"

"Wow! Why are you so handsome even though we're both bald?" Xiaoqing said with a smile, her long white legs bare as she put on a black robe.

Ding An paused, glancing sideways at him: "Aren't you going to get lost?"

Xiaoqing's heart tightened, and she quickly said, "My name is Xiaoqing. I've taken your clothes. If you want them back, come to Suhang Baoan Hall!" With a swift movement, she flew away.

"So effeminate." Ding An curled his lip dismissively and turned to look.

He saw Fahai standing in the distance, also shirtless, silently watching him.

Seeing the meaningful look in his eyes, Ding'an sneered, "What are you looking at?"

Fahai clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and said, "You look alike, and even the dragon tattoo on your back is the same." He frowned his thick eyebrows. "It is fate that we must settle this with a battle."

Ding An looked at his shiny bald head and said, "You're not going to say I'm a turtle spirit anymore?"

Fahai said, "This humble monk has reached the state of 'If one sees all forms as non-forms, one sees the Tathagata,' and can observe the essence of all things." He raised his hand and produced a golden bowl. "In my eyes, your aura is like that of a dragon turtle, muddy and murky. What else could you be but a turtle demon?"

Ding An spat, his gaze drawn to the golden bowl: "Wow, pure gold?"

Fahai frowned and asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Ding An laughed, "You're a monk who has renounced worldly life, yet you're holding such a fine alms bowl. No wonder you've fallen into demonic possession." He reached out and grabbed it, "Give it to me!"

Fahai was momentarily stunned, feeling a mysterious power emanating from him and enveloping him. He had experienced this wondrous method before, but experiencing it again still filled him with inexplicable fear. He quickly formed a meditation mudra and began to sway slightly.

Ding An chuckled, and his prosthetic arm suddenly shot out, flashing across Ding An's face.

"Buzz!"

Fahai stood frozen in place. When he looked up again, he saw the bald monk holding his golden alms bowl, looking it over from left to right. Instantly, his eyes widened in fury. He leaped up and ran off as fast as his feet could barely touch the ground, shouting, "Give it back to me!" His hands moved swiftly, grabbing at An.

Ding An smiled and said, "Oh, why are you in such a hurry?" He stepped aside and let the paw pass him.

Fahai snorted angrily, suddenly lunged forward, and grabbed at his chest like lightning.

Ding An stepped forward, leaped up diagonally, and grabbed the man's wrist with his own hand.

Fahai blocked with his hand, and with a "bang," their arms crossed, sparks flying.

Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, Fahai reached behind him and, to Ding'an's astonishment, pulled out a Zen staff with a blue dragon on it, and slashed down with great force.

"Holy crap, how did you hide such a big staff?" Ding'an caught the staff and complained.

"Hmph, the Buddha's teachings are boundless; how could you demons possibly comprehend them?" Fahai sneered, then glared and shouted, "Give me back my golden alms bowl!"

"Ugh!" Ding An struggled, still stubbornly sticking out his neck.

"court death!"

Enraged, Fahai brandished his staff, and the azure dragon on the staff's tip suddenly opened its eyes, its scales burst open, and its mouth opened wide, biting at Ding'an's head. At the same time, a surge of power enveloped Ding'an, freezing him in place.

"Good baby!"

Ding'an used his headbutt to lift the Azure Dragon, causing its scales to rattle and swirl. Without pausing, he smashed the headbutt down on Fahai. With a loud thud, both of them spewed fire from their mouths and noses, the sound like the clanging of gongs and cymbals.

"Damn it!" Ding'an shouted, his forehead flushed red, "Continue!"

"when!"

Another loud bang rang out, so loud that the two men stared blankly, their minds went blank, and they all trembled violently, frozen on the spot.

Ding An shook his head to relieve the dizziness, then roared, "Again!" and slammed his head down again.

When Fahai saw Da Tou coming again, he was furious. His mind was in turmoil, as if a million thoughts were intertwined, tearing each other apart and shouting, and he was unable to cope for a moment.

There was a loud bang.

His protective divine power suddenly activated, colliding head-on with Ding'an's. The surrounding rocks, snow, and withered grass suddenly leaped and exploded into dust.

Fahai regained his senses, and the intense pain brought him to his senses. Seeing that his opponent, covered in bumps, was still about to charge at him, he quickly jumped back to deflect the force.

This leap was a full four zhang (approximately 13 meters), and he floated down lightly through the air without raising a speck of dust.

"Hey, why are you running?!" Ding'an chased after him with a strange laugh.

In a short while, the two men were seen shifting and dodging, one stretching his neck and the other leaning back and retreating. Within a few breaths, several "clanging" sounds were heard.

Fahai stumbled slightly and took three steps back. Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong. He raised his hand to touch his nose and found it covered in bright red blood. Blood was streaming from his nose.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Hahaha!"

Ding An fled eastward, laughing loudly, "Bald monk, you're so corrupt, how can you possibly defeat me?"

Fahai stared at Ding'an's retreating figure, his eyes wide with rage and his teeth clenched.

It should be noted that he has cultivated for many years and usually defends himself with the Six-Syllable Mantra and the Buddhist Great Hand Seal. He rarely uses magic weapons, but once he uses the Azure Dragon Staff or the Golden Bowl, the enemy is instantly defeated. This method has been proven effective time and time again.

But Ding'an, this bald guy, had nothing else on him except a thick-backed knife and a steel hand.

This seemingly "shabby" person displayed such extraordinary cultivation that he almost destroyed his years of meditation skills!
Fahai composed himself, then suddenly burst into tears: "How hateful that I am so deeply trapped in the demonic realm, my mind is unstable. This bald-headed man's swordsmanship, fist techniques, and even his steel arm can all trigger my inner demons. He is truly a perfect counter to me!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Looking at his empty palms, his anger surged. "Even the golden alms bowl bestowed by the Buddha has been taken away by this person."

"No!" Fahai knelt on the ground, arms outstretched. "Buddha, do you want him to replace me?"

"Do not!!!"

At that moment, Fahai's voice was like a wolf's howl, echoing throughout the entire Kunlun Mountains.
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"Is this thing really that amazing?"

Inside the wooden house, Hongxiu held the golden bowl, looking at it from left to right, her expression full of suspicion.

Ding'an panicked and exclaimed, "Hey, how come you're so fast?" He knew that anything that passed through the little beggar's hands would never return to his own.

"Hmph, you're so stingy." Hongxiu looked at it again and again, even biting it with her mouth. Seeing that the golden bowl didn't change, she stuffed it back into Ding'an's hands and said angrily, "How boring!"

"Haha, you don't understand!" Ding'an held up the golden bowl and laughed heartily. "This thing was given to Fahai by the Buddha. Its origin is extraordinary. Buddhist disciples regard the bowl as if they were seeing the Buddha."

"So, as long as Brother Ding'an produces this golden alms bowl..." Xiao Feng looked up at Ding'an, suddenly realizing, "all Buddhist disciples will regard you as Fahai?"

Hongxiu's eyes widened as well: "So that's how it is! No wonder Fahai cried out loud when he said you would replace him!"

Ding An pointed to his face and said bitterly, "This face is going to cause my boss a lot of trouble."

"Of course! There's Sister Feng from afar, and Fahai more recently—you all look alike. And now you're even carrying the golden alms bowl bestowed by the Buddha! Doesn't that make people misunderstand?" Ding'an's big head swelled up, and he spat, "I'm not some damn monk!"

Hongxiu chuckled and quickly covered her mouth with her hand, but her round eyes were already full of laughter.

Xiao Feng laughed heartily upon hearing this and asked, "The rest of the story should be even more interesting, right?"

Ding'an mumbled something in his throat, then finally sighed and said, "Later, I went to Jiangnan and happened to meet Lady White Snake."
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In the warm spring of March, the willows sway gently in the breeze.

Walking on the Broken Bridge of West Lake, Ding'an saw green willows swaying gently, and looking out over the lake, the water rippled and small boats floated lightly, creating a beautiful scene.

But he was filled with worry at the moment. He broke off a willow branch and plucked the leaves one by one, muttering to himself, "Oh, I'm so stupid! I was so focused on putting clothes on her, how could I forget to take out the 'wound medicine'?"

As he spoke, Ding'an took out the golden bowl, bit it, and frowned, saying, "It's not made of gold."

"Ok?"

Just then, a thought suddenly struck him, and he slowly turned around to look to the southwest: "Who is spying on me?" Suddenly, he heard footsteps. Ding'an glanced sideways and saw several people approaching from the southwest.

The man in the lead, dressed in a blue robe and a small hat, pointing at Ding'an, shouted, "It's him! It's him!"

The four servants who followed shouted in unison, "That's right, that's right! The bald donkey who kidnapped Master Xu is right here!"

"Attack him together!"

"Go, go! Ouch!"

Before the five could finish speaking, they suddenly heard Ding An sneer. The laughter was unusual, and the five of them felt dizzy upon hearing it.

Suddenly, the world seemed to change drastically, and everyone cried out in alarm.

They suddenly felt a sharp pain in their foreheads, a rush of energy through their brains, and in an instant, their vision was filled with blood! Then their souls were scattered, and they collapsed to the ground.

Just then, a clear shout rang out, and a beautiful woman in white appeared before them, pointing her finger.

A powerful force rushed towards them, colliding with the extraordinary power of the "Kinnara Fist".

hum!
The beautiful woman cried out in alarm, her body leaping into the air and flying backward. This startled her so much that she thought the bald monk had finally turned on her. But she flew seven or eight zhang away, tumbled twice, and fell into the grass. The force of the attack vanished without a trace.

She jumped up and touched herself up and down, but there seemed to be no injury. She was filled with doubt and unease.

Ding An looked at the woman and saw that she was dressed in white like snow, with a charming appearance. She stood tall and graceful, dignified and elegant. She was truly a woman of unparalleled beauty!

This woman is none other than the protagonist of this world, Bai Suzhen, the White Snake.

At this moment, however, she was still filled with sorrow and looked haggard.

Ding'an opened his eyes wide and asked her, "Why did you hit me?"

Bai Suzhen was stunned and exclaimed, "You, you shameless!"

"Shameless?" Ding'an was very puzzled. "I've never even met you, why are you insulting my reputation?"

bass!
Suddenly, a clear whistle rang out, and Bai Suzhen arrived like lightning, a long sword in her hand. She shouted, "You kidnapped my husband and harmed my servants. How dare you do it but not admit it?" Her sword flew, her swordsmanship exquisite.

Ding'an dodged left and right, shouting, "Who did it? Who did this?"

"It's you, old Fahai!"

"Damn it!" Ding'an exclaimed angrily, "I'm not Fahai, I just arrived in Jiangnan!"

With a shout, Bai Suzhen swept her long sword through the air, shattering the railing and sending stone chips flying.

Ding'an did not want to get entangled with her. As the hawk flipped over, he stretched out his foot and tapped the long sword, using the momentum to take off and fly into the lake.

Bai Suzhen naturally saw through his intentions and thrust her long sword through the air.

Upon seeing this, Ding'an suddenly spat out a mouthful of saliva, sending it straight to the beautiful woman's cheek.

Lady White Snake was always very clean, and although she wished she could tear this bald monk to pieces, she had no choice but to temporarily evade him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ding An escaped by walking on water.

"Fahai, I never expected you to be so shameless!"

"I told you, I'm not!"

Bai Suzhen stomped her feet in anger, raised her sword and shouted, "You hold the 'Purple Gold Bowl,' and you still dare to deny it?"

Ding Anyuanfei paused for a moment, then cried out, "What a disaster!" and ran even faster.

"Hmph, you can run away but you can't hide!" Bai Suzhen said coldly. "I want to see if you dare to abandon Jinshan Temple!"

A figure flashed by, and Xiaoqing appeared in the distance, heading towards them.

Bai Suzhen said, "Sister, you've escaped back?"

Xiaoqing nodded and was about to tell what had happened at Kunlun Mountain when Bai Suzhen interrupted, "Sister, come with me to Jinshan Temple and rescue your husband!"

"Xu Xian?" Xiaoqing was taken aback. "He was captured by Fahai?"

“That’s right!” Bai Suzhen said through gritted teeth, “This bald monk not only captured my husband, but also harmed the Five Plague Gods, and he humiliated me in every way!” As she spoke, she recounted what had just happened.

"You shameless bald monk!" Xiaoqing was so angry that her eyebrows shot up and she roared, "Let's go! I won't be satisfied until this Jinshan Temple is flooded!"

Lady White Snake and Xiaoqing chased after him along West Lake, covering a hundred miles in the blink of an eye, until they saw the bald man walking on the water.

"Where do you think you're going!" Bai Suzhen leaped into the air, creating a massive wave tens of feet high that swept towards Ding'an.

Seeing this, Ding'an shouted angrily, "Are you never going to stop?" He spun around, kicked off the tide, leaped onto the crest of the wave, stood on one foot, and swayed in the wind.

The two girls tried to follow, but he kicked them, sending water flying everywhere and preventing them from getting close.

With a loud "boom," the tide split in two. Xiaoqing flew into the air with her sword, cursing, "You damned monk, take this!" The long sword was swung out, the hissing sound was incessant, and the tide was swept up by the sword and splashed over.

As Ding An dodged, he threw a punch with his backhand.

Xiaoqing froze, then "plop," fell into the lake, only her head sticking out. She was so angry that she started cursing.

Ding An laughed heartily, used his prosthetic hand to block, knocked away Bai Suzhen's longsword, and punched her twice, making her gasp for breath.

Xiao Qing cursed twice, then suddenly saw the blue prosthetic arm and the eagle knife on his back. He immediately understood and shouted, "Stop! Stop it now! Stop fighting!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a burst of energy coming from afar and was so frightened that he quickly shrank his head and sank into the lake.

The force struck the lake water, instantly producing a thunderous roar that sent water splashing everywhere and creating towering white waves.

Xiaoqing was horrified. With a whoosh, she saw more energy flying towards her. She quickly transformed into a large, black python and slithered away. Behind her, there were loud noises and water droplets that hit the snake's tail, causing her unbearable pain.

Looking up, he saw Ding'an and Bai Suzhen flying away as fast as shooting stars, and he immediately cried out in distress.

"My goodness! That bald man is far more powerful than Fahai. I'm afraid my sister is going to suffer!"
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P.S.: Happy New Year to all my godfathers!

(End of this chapter)