From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Tiger Brother declared resolutely, "Rather than suffer such humiliation, I'd rather risk my life; that would be more enjoyable!"

"it is good!"

The tiger roared, "Brothers united, their strength can break metal!"

He then said to Jiang Liu, "We brothers will risk our lives to fight the yellow-skinned weasel with you."

"good."

Jiang Liu felt that this Tiger Brother had not lost his heroic spirit, and couldn't help but smile, "Please lead the way."

"There is a secret passage in my temple that leads directly to the old demon's training ground - the Yellow Wind Formation."

Tiger Brother pointed to the blood pool behind him and said, "The entrance is below this blood pool, but to open it, two passwords are needed... That old demon has two vanguards, one is me, and the other is Stone Vanguard from Yellow Wind Ridge, who is the wife of the mountain god of this mountain who used all her strength to transform herself to protect this land."

Now, he and other stone spirits are suppressing Shi Gandang in the valley...

That too was once a stone spirit, but it carried the head of a living Buddha and specialized in stealing the spiritual essence of other beings, until it was finally suppressed by that old demon...

"I'm an old acquaintance of that Stone Vanguard. We worked together to restore the mountain area and control the demons, preventing them from descending the mountain to harass the people. If I go to him now, I'm sure I can borrow another password."

This Tiger Brother was a decisive and efficient person. As soon as he finished speaking, he left the temple and went to the valley where Shi Gandang was suppressed to borrow the password.

“The demons in the mountains, apart from their appearance being either lewd or fierce, seem to be no different from humans.”

Kui Lang watched his brother Tiger's departing figure, then glanced at his brother Tiger's figure remaining in the temple. He recalled the various villains he had encountered while doing business in the Song Dynasty. For a moment, he lost his fear and instead sighed, "Human? Demon? It's hard to tell!"

Hearing him say this, Jiang Liu smiled and said, "Whether someone is human or demon depends on the good and evil in their heart, not on their outward appearance. Do you know that the rat demon in Shamen Village was once human?"

Chapter 1413 Encounter with Bai Mu Outside the Yellow Wind Formation

"How could it be a person?"

Kui Lang shook his head, thinking of the lewd appearance of those rat demons, and refused to believe they were human.

"It is indeed a person."

Seeing Jiang Liu's frankness, Baihua Ai seemed thoughtful and asked, "Then how did they become demons?"

"I see with my discerning eye that they were once the people of the Flowing Sand Kingdom in this world, living at the ends of the earth. In that place, when the sun sets in the west and enters the western sea, the sound of the boiling seawater can kill even the children in the city."

Jiang Liu recounted a past event: "The Buddha, the master of Mount Ling in the Western Paradise, bestowed upon us a large drum whose sound could cancel out the sound of boiling seawater, thus protecting the children in the city."

As a result, many people in the city became Buddhists and commissioned the creation of a golden statue of Buddha.

But King Nasha, seeing that the people of the city believed in Buddha but not in him, ordered the destruction of Buddha statues and temples... Thus, disasters followed one after another. In the end, all the people of the country turned into rats, gradually developing demonic habits, eating people, and even calling him a two-legged sheep.

Upon hearing such a legend, both Kui Lang and Bai Hua Ai trembled with fear.

According to the law of cause and effect, the Buddha of Mount Ling had shown kindness to the Kingdom of Liusha by bestowing upon them a great drum to protect their people. However, the king, while using the Buddha's sacred implement, destroyed the Buddha statue, thus bringing about the calamity...

The Buddha's compassion seems to have principles, just like—

"A business."

Jiang Liu revealed their thoughts, without any hesitation about being punished by the Buddha of Mount Ling.

“Master Yuanjue, your Dharma name is related to Buddhism, so why do you not respect the Buddha?” Kuilang asked curiously.

"The Buddha resides only in my heart; the Buddha on Mount Ling in the Western Paradise is merely a figurehead. Why bother worshipping him?"

This statement—

Rebellious.

However, in the eyes of Kui Lang, Bai Hua Ai, and others, Jiang Liu seemed to be a true Buddha.

In the blink of an eye.

Half a day passed quietly.

Tiger Brother returned with the password from Stone Vanguard. Along with him came Old Fude, Liang Luzhen, and Bajingma. He also brought back Seyun, a dragon pearl, and a gold piece.

Ba Jing said, “Senior Brother, this dragon pearl is one of the Four Rivers, the dragon pearl of Xiao Lilong. I met him in the mountains and wanted to persuade him, but he wouldn’t listen. So I made a bet with him. If he won, he would listen to me. The bet was based on strength. He lost, but like his father, he couldn’t accept defeat and still tried to fight me. I had no choice but to kill him.”

Jiang Liu accepted the color essence, then strung the dragon pearl together with the red-bearded dragon's dragon pearl and hung it around the neck of the white horse, saying, "If you encounter such a monstrous dragon, don't waste your breath. You are not of the same kind as them. Just kill it. Keep the dragon pearl for yourself; it can serve as your future magic weapon."

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Ba Jing was overjoyed.

As for the gold leaf...

It was obtained by Liang Luzhen after killing a huge rat demon in a mountain cliff. He originally intended to hide it and exchange it for wine in the capital city, but then he felt that the gold piece was extraordinary, so he took it out.

Jiang Liu then entrusted it to the Tiger Brothers for safekeeping, saying, "Keep it; perhaps you'll find something unexpected."

Brother Tiger was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Tiger Brother decisively took the gold piece and put it into his waist pocket.

Afterwards, Tiger Brother used two passwords to open the secret passage. Blood from the blood pool inside Crouching Tiger Temple flowed down, revealing a dark passage.

"Shall we join?"

Kyulang asked.

"nature."

Jiang Liu nodded firmly, "If you stay here, you will have to face the many rat people of Shamen Village."

This place is desolate and food is scarce; they treat people like two-legged sheep.

How long can you hold out in the long run?

"Come with us to confront that demon king."

Upon hearing this, Kui Lang hesitated, but Bai Hua Ai agreed, saying to her husband, "Husband, now that we have come this far, how can we give up halfway?"

Let's go with Master Yuanjue.

Moreover, there are many demons on the journey to the west; without the protection of a Dharma Master, we would have already become food for them.

Left with no other choice, Kyu-lang took a deep breath and agreed.

It's fortunate that this passage is wide enough for camels to walk on; otherwise, we would have had to take a long detour.

The passage is a downhill slope, about thirty miles long. After exiting the passage, there is a vast sea of ​​sand ahead. Looking back, there is a mountain that juts out from the sea of ​​sand and is nearly a hundred feet high. The Crouching Tiger Temple is built on the top of that mountain.

Where is the Yellow Wind Formation?

Gazing at the endless yellow sand, with not a soul in sight, not even a cactus, the swordsman suspected Tiger Brother had ill intentions, but still patiently inquired, "Are you perhaps trying to deceive us?"

"Humph!"

Tiger Brother snorted coldly and said to Jiang Liu, "If viewed from a high place, Huangfeng Ridge is about eight hundred miles long, resembling the eyes of a Bodhisattva."

We are located at the whites of our eyes, on the outer edge of the yellow wind formation. The closer we get to the center, the stronger the wind and sand become. Up to the pupils, a vortex of yellow winds connects the sky and the earth, and even immortals would be blown away and their spirit would be dissipated.

However, there was no wind at the 'eye hole,' so as long as one could pass through the yellow tornado, one could see the yellow-haired weasel.

I'll trust you for now.

The swordsman sneered, remaining wary of Tiger Brother.

Tiger Brother was unimpressed and simply led the way.

But before they had gone seven or eight miles, they saw sandstorms raging ahead.

Take a closer look.

However, there were twenty or thirty skeletons wearing armor, wielding spears and shields, attacking a strange man who was naked, with red skin, fleshy lumps on his back, and eyes growing on the lumps.

The strange man held a staff that emitted a red light, but it seemed to have no effect on the skeletons; he could only fight them with martial arts.

However, the skeletons were numerous and powerful, and each of them was skilled in martial arts. For a time, they managed to defeat the strange man and force him to retreat.

"Who are they?"

Liang Luzhen was eager to try, but he restrained himself and looked at Brother Hu with a questioning expression.

"That strange man called himself the Hundred-Eyed Immortal. He was a demon who had managed the barren mountains, persuaded bandits to plant trees and benefit the local people. But this was just an illusion. Later, he used his demonic magic to make the people at the foot of the mountain fight each other and blood flow like a river. He then used the fleshy pouch on his back to devour the blood and spirits to cultivate."

Tiger Brother's eyes were filled with anger, but he dared not step forward, seemingly wary of the bloody light emanating from the staff in the strange man's hand. He then began to introduce the skeletons, "The skeleton that is currently attacking the Hundred-Eyed True Man was once the Great Shaman of Dingfeng Manor. Back then, he was trapped outside Dingfeng Manor and was ganged up on and beaten by the mountain demons. After he died, he became a corpse ghost. His resentment did not dissipate, but instead of seeking revenge against the demons, he would attack and kill anyone he saw."

Jiang Liu raised his hand and waved the Nine Aperture Talisman, placing it on the swordsman's nine orifices, saying, "Brother, I'll trouble you to do this for us, to help those two pitiful creatures find peace."

Upon hearing this, the swordsman felt the talisman circulating within him. Although it did not directly enhance his strength, it made his Qi circulation smoother. He then picked up his longsword, shouted, and joined the battle.

With a sweep of his longsword, a white light flashed, cleaving the three-headed great shaman blocking his path in two at the waist. He then thrust his sword forward, striking the Hundred-Eyed True Man in the chest. With a sudden burst of power, the sword energy surged upwards, leaving a bloody gash and slicing the Hundred-Eyed True Man's head in two.

"So weak?"

The swordsman scoffed, sweeping his longsword across the remaining high priests, shattering them all...

Chapter 1414 Pride Lies in Appearance, Not Inner Strength

The swordsman was locked in fierce combat with the great shamans when he felt a chill behind him. He suddenly leaped to the side, dodging a flash of fire, and looked back.

The Hundred-Eyed Immortal, whose head had been split in two, had recovered completely, except that the fleshy sac on his back had become thinner.

But his eyes were filled with anger as he said, "You mortal who wields swords and spears, you actually launched a sneak attack, causing me to waste some of my cultivation. How rude of you!"

I'm going to turn you into a meat bun!

"You demon, you lure people with kindness and suck their life essence, do you even deserve to call yourself a 'True Man'? Give me your life!" The swordsman was not to be outdone. He swept his long sword, and the blade light cut through the air, like the Milky Way falling from the sky. Before the True Man could cast a spell, he was already close to him and forced him to retreat step by step.

The Hundred-Eyed Immortal was not skilled in combat, and his body was constantly being cleaved open with bloody wounds. The fleshy sac on his back, covered with eyeballs, was also constantly repairing his injuries, while simultaneously shrinking away.

"You brat! How rude of you!"

Enraged, Bai Mu gripped the staff with both hands, ceasing his fighting and focusing solely on parrying the swordsman's longsword while circling back.

That's a kind of sorcery dance!

Once he was ready, facing the swordsman's dragon-roaring slash, his staff emitted a red light and instantly struck the swordsman's head.

boom!

however.

The swordsman's nine orifices pulsed, and his body flashed with light, dissipating the bloody light into the most basic Qi, vanishing into the void without a trace.

"impossible!"