Xuanxia

Chapter 82 Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism

The moment he saw the monk, Fu Qingzhou felt dizzy.

The kind eyes that did not match his age, the golden light shining from under his skin, the lips and teeth that opened and closed...it seemed as if some strange power emanated from them and landed in Fu Qingzhou's mind.

His eyes became blurry, his mind became dull, and he subconsciously responded, "It's me."

"Good."

The monk smiled and said, "Then please follow me back to Jinchan Temple."

"Golden Cicada Temple?!"

The people from the martial arts world who were originally rushing over stopped in their tracks, with looks of fear on their faces.

"The skin is as white as gold...it's the Golden Cicada Divine Shell skill! This is really a monk from the Golden Cicada Temple!" someone exclaimed.

"Golden Cicada Temple has also set its sights on Long Dabei's secret treasure!"

"You've come all the way here from Jiangnan. You've come all the way here?"

Fu Qingzhou felt dizzy and barely managed to stay awake. He gave the monk a dry laugh and said, "Jiangnan? It's so far away. You came...quite quickly?"

The monk smiled and said nothing more, but stretched out his hand to him.

Seeing this, Tang Jiao on the side hurriedly shouted.

"Don't touch my brother!"

The long sword was unsheathed, with a flash of cold light, it pierced straight into the monk's outstretched hand.

The monk did not move at all, but slightly changed the position of his outstretched hand and lightly bent and flicked it.

With a crisp sound, the long sword suddenly broke into countless pieces, and Tang Jiao herself flew backwards uncontrollably and fell about ten feet away!
"Big brother!"

She cried out in pain, "Run!"

This exclamation seemed to bring Fu Qingzhou back to the entrance of the mountain village a few days ago, and the warm current behind him began to surge again.

But before he could unleash the Qi Ran Jue, a fierce palm wind came across!

The palm wind was extremely terrifying, and it made Fu Qingzhou's face hurt even from a distance of several feet. Glancing sideways, he saw an old man walking quickly towards him with his palm pushed forward.

"What happened to Jinchan Temple again!"

The old man glared and said, "The secret treasure of the evildoers shall be obtained by those who are capable!"

With a bang, the monk changed the direction of his hand and confronted the old man with his palm.

A gust of air rose up, and Fu Qingzhou was thrown out heavily, landing next to Tang Jiao.

"Mountain-Suppressing Cloud Palm!"

Someone in the martial arts world recognized the old man and said, "It's Senior Wu Yue!"

The old man named Wu Yue had already started a fight with the monk in the blink of an eye. The astonishing energies caused strong winds to gust around, which was almost the same as the peak martial arts battle between Xiong Shao and Xun Qifeng.

What was even more shocking was that Wu Yue was fighting like a madman, but the monk was as calm as water and only used one hand to deal with the attack!

"What are you still doing?"

Wu Yue shouted as he beat him: "This guy must be the elder of the Golden Cicada Temple! I am no match for him alone! Anyone who can fight, come!"

But before anyone could come to his aid, the monk suddenly changed his tactics. With a light spin he dissolved Wu Yue's shocking palm strike and threw it away without a trace of violence.

"Amitabha."

The monk's face remained calm and humble: "Don't argue anymore, I will take Donor Fu away, and Donor Wu can go to Jinchan Temple to apply for a golden body pill."

After these words were spoken, Wu Yue, who had originally wanted to attack again, suddenly widened his eyes.

"Are you serious?!"

The grumpy old man's eyes lit up instantly.

The monk chuckled: "Monks don't tell lies."

"it is good!"

Wu Yue actually waved his hand in a very bachelor-like manner: "In that case, I won't fight anymore!"

As soon as these words came out, all the people in the martial arts world were confused: "What is the Golden Body Pill? Why didn't Senior Wu Yue fight for it?"

But Wu Yue didn't give any explanation. He just smiled and bowed to the monk, as if the previous fight had never happened, and floated away lightly.

"Golden Body Pill..." A calm female voice came from the crowd: "The secret pill of the Golden Cicada Temple is a magical medicine that assists in the cultivation of martial arts. After taking one pill, there will be no more obstacles below the sixth realm. If Senior Wu has this pill, his son, who has a hard time cultivating, will be able to break through the sixth realm."

Amid the astonishment of the crowd, a woman came out with her hands behind her back, her face calm, "But I, a practitioner of magic, don't need the Golden Body Pill... Monk, who are you?"

The monk turned to look at the woman and bowed eleven times: "So you are the donor Zuo Lamei of 'Dead Tree', I am Huixin, you and I met once twenty years ago." "Huixin?!"

The woman Zuo Lamei was shocked: "Aren't you over fifty years old? Could it be that you..."

"good."

The monk Huixin chuckled and said, "I have completed the process of shedding my shell, and now I have opened the fourth level of the cave."

Four levels of cave heaven!

These four words struck the crowd, instantly quieting everyone down.

There is only one in a hundred who can reach the sixth realm, and those who can reach the ninth realm are even rarer.

As for the caves and above...

It is the consensus of everyone that, except for practitioners with inheritance from large sects, it is almost impossible to break through the Cave Heaven Realm!

Even among the largest sects in the world, those who can reach the cave heaven are all elders or sect leaders. They can freely establish their own sects in the world.

As for the fourth level of the cave? That person is almost a god.

Nowadays, most of the people living at the foot of Langhuan Mountain are disciples of small sects, or wandering knights. With their abilities, they simply don't have the ability to fight Hui Xin head-on... The Wu Yue just now was probably at the peak of martial arts strength, and might be able to cause some minor troubles, but they were just minor troubles.

"understood."

Zuo Lamei sighed: "In this case, I won't fight anymore."

After saying this, she turned around and just left.

Huixin smiled slightly and turned her gaze to Fu Qingzhou.

"Big brother?"

Tang Jiao was very nervous: "What should we do?"

Sweat broke out on Fu Qingzhou's forehead.

Damn it, who would have thought that a strong man from the Cave Heaven Realm would appear? Could this be a lie? No... I should say, can Qingsongzi still protect himself in front of this monk like he did in front of Li Jingzhe?
He subconsciously raised his head and looked towards Langhuan Mountain.

His original intention was to see if there was any strange sight on the mountain, such as Qingsongzi disguised as a fairy riding a cloud, but he did not see Qingsongzi, but unexpectedly saw another figure.

That was a Taoist nun.

She descended from the sky, with the dazzling afternoon sun behind her. Only her fluttering wide robe and beautiful hair could be vaguely seen in her silhouette.

Huixin also clearly sensed someone approaching in the air and raised her head.

The Taoist nun arrived in a flash and landed lightly.

This is a very beautiful Taoist nun.

Her age could not be identified at first glance, as her eyes showed a strong sense of vicissitudes, but her skin was still as white as cream, her waist was as slender as a willow, her lips were as red as blood, and her waist-length hair was casually tied up with a hairpin behind her head.

Seeing this Taoist nun, Hui Xin paused, and a look of surprise appeared on her originally calm face: "Junior Sister Baihe? Ziqi Xianfeng Temple..."

The Taoist nun called Baihe smiled with her lips pursed. She didn't show any otherworldly intention at all, but instead had an inexplicable charm: "Brother Huixin, it's been a long time since we last met. Congratulations on finally coming out of seclusion and regaining your youth. I'm afraid you will be the next abbot of Jinchan Temple."

"Shirokawa-sama?!"

Someone in the crowd cried out in surprise, "Master of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple?!"

Fu Qingzhou slowly stood up with the help of Tang Jiao, smiling bitterly.

What is this?

I just asked the Changqing Escort Agency to spread the news. In such a short time, it should attract only a few ordinary people, right? How come even big guys of this level are showing up one after another?

The elder of Jinchan Temple?
The master of Ziqi Xianfeng Temple? !
Aren't you the top bosses of the world's largest sects? Shouldn't you send some younger people to show up at a time like this? Why did you all show up in person? !

Who's coming next? The dean of the Sword Academy?
Unexpectedly, as if someone responded to Fu Qingzhou's thought, another clear female voice came from not far away.

"Brother Huixin, Sister Baihe, since you are all here, how can you leave me, your little sister, behind?"

Looking from a distance, I saw a woman walking on the leaves from the woods not far away. Her steps were light and steady, as if she was walking on flat ground. She was wearing a black Confucian robe with a straight collar and neat trousers, a pair of simple cloth shoes, and a long sword slung around her waist.

This woman had a dignified appearance and heroic features. She looked to be in her thirties, but half of her long hair was gray, making her look a little old.

"Dong Qianran..."

Master Baihe narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled, "Mingjian Pavilion is nearby. As the dean of the Palm Sword Academy, why don't you stay in the capital to teach instead of joining in the fun?"

Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes and said to Tang Jiao seriously: "Jiao, let's accept our fate."

(End of this chapter)