Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 211 Death, Self-Immolation Without Fire!
Li Jianzhu?
All eyes, including those of the demons present, followed Prince Jin's gaze toward Abbess Jingyue.

Some watched coldly from the sidelines, while others gloated.

After the Falcon Demon inexplicably committed suicide, no one or demon wanted to try it again.

Compared to the others with their varied expressions, the old nun remained calm, her eyes lowered and silent.

Li Mu, standing beside her, was pale-faced, with a look of panic in his eyes.

Li Mu, one of the seven great sword masters of the Chicheng Sword Sect, and the Overturning Sea Sword Master.

The heir apparent of the Prince of Jin—it was his name that was mentioned!

"Sword Master Li, please go and investigate."

Seeing that Li Mu remained motionless, the Prince of Jin frowned slightly, opened his folding fan with a "whoosh," and said again:
"If we can find out the truth, we can wipe the slate clean. Otherwise, if word gets back to the imperial court, I'm afraid your Crimson City Sword Sect will be in trouble..."

He spoke softly, but the threat in his words was obvious.

Upon hearing this, Li Mu's eyes welled up with bitterness. After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded in agreement.
"I hope that Your Highness will keep your word."

"Hahaha! Our Prince Jin's Mansion is more trustworthy than the imperial court."

The heir apparent of the Prince of Jin chuckled and pointed his folding fan at the Dragon King in the east:
"That stone dragon-headed, human-bodied sculpture must belong to the aquatic race. Sword Master Li wields the Overturning Sea Sword, so he should be able to subdue it to some extent. Please investigate this Dragon King."

"it is good."

Li Mu responded and immediately stepped forward with his sword drawn, his expression solemn.

He was, after all, one of the seven great sword masters of the Chicheng Sword Sect. His cultivation was profound, and he had reached the threshold of the Dao Perfection. His strength was even above that of Abbess Jingyue.

Otherwise, the prestigious Cai family would not have gone to such great lengths to invite him down the mountain to protect Cai Baimao, the magistrate of Shanyang County.

"These sect members, whether ordinary disciples or high-ranking elders and sword masters, are all bound to the sect's interests; they share in the glory and the loss."

Faced with coercion and power, sometimes the sect itself becomes a shackle and a threat, with the sect's interests taking precedence over personal interests.

Liu Sheng regained his human form, holding a halberd and standing beside Abbess Jingyue, seemingly lost in thought.

For example, if Li Mu, the Overturning Sea Sword, were a wandering martial artist, he could easily ignore the threat posed by the Prince of Jin's heir, given his strength.

For example, Master Jingyue was threatened by Liu Sheng with the reputation of Shuiyue Nunnery, forcing her to submit.

"The Dragon King is the Eastern Protector under Mahakala. Legend has it that his true form was a seven-headed evil dragon that ravaged the Sea of ​​Suffering, with a lifespan of nearly endless. After being subdued by Buddhism, he transformed into the Dragon King to protect the Eastern Territory..."

Master Jingyue clasped her hands together and whispered to Liu Sheng.

Is this yet another classic Buddhist case of "laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot"?
Liu Sheng sniffed, his eyes darting around.

This old nun is so knowledgeable; she knows everything.

The four guardians before me were primal, ferocious, and malevolent, a far cry from the compassionate image of contemporary Buddhism.

If she hadn't explained, he would have thought she was some kind of ferocious demon that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"They are murals from those previous temples..."

Master Jingyue seemed to sense Liu Sheng's confusion and offered an explanation.

hiss!
Liu Sheng remained silent, recalling the previous struggle between the two minds, and immediately restrained his thoughts, ceasing his wandering ideas.

This place is poisonous!

"Inside!"

Just then, a demon nearby started shouting loudly.

Liu Sheng looked over immediately and saw Li Mu, the Overturning Sea Sword, circle halfway and step into the azure glow.

In an instant, his entire body seemed to be covered in a layer of blue armor, and his face, hands and other exposed parts were all reflected in the blue color.

"choke!"

He suddenly drew his sword from its sheath, and the sword energy soared into the sky, dispersing the surging blue-green light and restoring everything within a radius of more than ten feet to its original color.

"As expected of one of the seven great spiritual swords of the Crimson City Sword Sect, it spontaneously protects its master even without the activation of true energy. Such strong spirituality!"

The heir apparent of the Prince of Jin swiftly closed his folding fan, tapped it against his palm, and looked excited.

"Sword Master Li, please proceed!"

Li Mu nodded from afar and walked forward with his sword in hand.

He walked slowly, taking each step cautiously and tentatively, very wary, unwilling to follow in the footsteps of the Falcon Demon. Fortunately, nothing happened along the way.

The distance between him and the Dragon King gradually decreased from several hundred feet to several tens of feet, and then approached fifty feet.

Everyone in the room, including the demons, stopped talking and stared intently, afraid of missing a single detail.

"The situation is dire! The area protected by the Overturning Sea Sword is rapidly shrinking; it's less than two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) now!"

Liu Sheng observed for a moment, his gaze shifting, and his brows furrowed.

In addition, the four-colored light continued to pour in, and at an even faster speed!

Or, let's leave here first and lie in ambush in the Weak Water River.

Whoever gets the mango pomelo syrup in the end will eventually have to cross the river back.

By then, I will have summoned the Yin Water Dragon!
It's much safer to rob someone on the road than to risk your life here.

He licked his lips, a thought of retreating creeping into his mind.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone and the demons were distracted by Li Mu, he immediately retreated without making a sound.

He casually pulled along Master Jingyue, whose face was full of doubt.

In no time, they retreated to the edge of the pit, their feet lightly touching the ground, as silently as a hawk flipping over.

It fell back to its original position!

Ok?
Liu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then released Master Jingyue, pushed off with his toes again, flipped backward, and glided like a hawk.

Normally, he could slide at least two or three hundred feet like this.

But this time, it still ended up back where it started!

What's going on? Could it be...?

An ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and he pulled Master Jingyue along, trying several more times in different positions.

Sure enough, the entire pit, or rather the entire pool, now seemed to be shrouded in an invisible barrier.

Even more terrifying is that, despite Liu Sheng's formidable perception, he still couldn't detect the existence of this barrier!
Once he leaves the pool, he will be sent back to his original spot.

There's no way to get out!
damn!

Now, we'll have to live and die with these demons and monsters...

Liu Sheng inwardly groaned, not knowing what to do.

Somewhat panicked.

"Everything in the world has a cause and an effect. If you cannot escape the effect, then there must be a cause. Once you understand the cause, you can naturally leave."

Master Jingyue spoke softly, then looked up at Li Mu in the distance, her expression suddenly changing:
"Oh no! Benefactor Li is in danger!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Sheng turned his head and saw that Li Mu had stopped and was standing about thirty feet away from the Dragon King.

His body was covered in wounds and blood, and he left a trail of blood dozens of feet long.

The Overturning Sea Sword in his hand was dimming, emitting mournful cries, barely managing to maintain its footing.

The surrounding area was bathed in azure light, as vast and turbulent as the sea, threatening to engulf him and his sword completely.

Faintly, one could hear the rustling sound of prayer wheels turning and the chanting of whales from the deep sea.

It seems to want to lure a person's three souls and seven spirits into the deep sea and convert them into Buddhas.

"Ah ah ah..."

The next moment, Li Mu let out a shrill scream, and the Overturning Sea Sword in his hand slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, he rose up, hovering hundreds of feet in the air, facing the face of the Dragon King, and spontaneously combusted without fire.

No flames could be seen on his body, yet traces of burning gradually appeared all over his body.

In less than half a breath, he was burned to a crisp, fell to the ground, and was torn to pieces.

died!

(End of this chapter)