Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 322: You can be the Great Dragon?

After taking in the two snakes and the man, Qiu Chuji did not think that the task was done and that he could return to the upper realm to report to the 'Wulian Xianweng'.

Now the status has been determined, but there still needs to be actual performance.

Otherwise, it would be just an empty title, which is not to say nothing, but very little at the same time.

He is now only changing the people in the story, but not really changing the story itself.

If Xu Xian was still captured by Fahai, then given the tempers of the White Snake and the Green Snake, it would be completely expected that they would raise huge waves to flood the Jinshan Temple.

Or... this time there will be another Xu Xuan to follow suit.

Of course, theoretically speaking, it would be a good idea to kill Fahai directly.

The only thing we need to worry about is that the protagonist behind this incident is 'Fahai'.

Compared with the White Snake, which is basically a White Snake in every world, the Green Snake may occasionally have the identity of a dragon and is the daughter of the Dragon King.

Fahai's identity change is much more complicated.

A high monk, a crab spirit, a turtle spirit, and...a giant python god.

Mahoraga is one of the Eight Divisions of Heaven and Dragon. According to the second volume of the Vimalakirti Sutra Commentary, "Mahoraga is a python god, also known as an earth dragon, a footless belly-walking god, a temple god in the world. All the meat and wine eaten by people will go into the python's belly. If one breaks the precepts, is evil and flattering, is often angry and rarely gives, is greedy for meat and wine, and slacks off on the precepts, one will fall into the hands of ghosts and gods, and many angry insects will enter his body and eat him."

If we trace back from a religious perspective, this giant snake god may be related to the Hindu snake god Naga, or even two sides of the same coin. After all, Buddhism and Hinduism have many similarities.

The spread of many religious cultures is originally the interpretation of the same group of gods, Buddhas, and immortals in different myths and civilizations.

Think about a mortal person. If he lives for seventy or eighty years and travels to different countries, he is likely to leave different descriptions and impressions of himself in different places. Then what is so strange about a god whose lifespan is counted in thousands or tens of thousands of years appearing in different civilizations and showing different appearances and divinity?
Of course, this analysis does not mean that the being that Qiu Chuji guessed would be promoted to 'Daluo' has been confirmed to be Fahai, but with this inference, Qiu Chuji needs to be more cautious and seek to be comprehensive.

He still has a huge advantage.

First of all, he has someone above him, so at least in this world, he doesn't have to worry too much about external interference. This reduces a lot of variables and reduces the amount of calculations in Qiu Chuji's layout by countless times.

Secondly, he has some understanding of this world, and even more story worlds related to the Legend of the White Snake. Although he cannot trust it completely, it can serve as an important reference.

In the end, Qiu Chuji has seized the advantage and tied the core of the story to himself. With plenty of time left, he can think slowly and observe carefully.

Therefore, Qiu Chuji was not in a hurry.

Practicing martial arts, reading Taoist scriptures, and attending morning and evening classes every day are peaceful and natural.

There are only two Xu and one Bai. It is inevitable to feel awkward when you see them every day when you look up and down.

Of course, in the midst of embarrassment, everyone was secretly happy. It was really complicated.

"Master! I think this sword technique should be used like this!" Xiaoqing came to Qiu Chuji again to ask for sword techniques. Although she was reluctant when she became his disciple, after really accepting him as her master, she was the one who adapted the fastest.

Qiu Chuji nodded and asked Xiaoqing to demonstrate to him what was inappropriate.

In terms of martial arts, Qiu Chuji is not autocratic. He was able to learn the sword skills from Yang Kang in the past, so now he can naturally listen to Xiaoqing's ideas and modify his sword skills.

After all, many of the sword techniques he knew were originally designed for use by mortal warriors, and some moves and techniques are inevitably limited by physical ability and the limits of imagination. Xiaoqing is a snake, and even if she becomes a human, many of the actions she can perform instinctively are incomparable to humans.

Xiaoqing followed Qiu Chuji's instructions and began to practice sword skills in the courtyard. She used a set of Qiu Chuji's modified version of "Nine Swords of Dugu". The original Dugu sword skills, which were like an antelope hanging on a horn and could not be traced, became extremely evil and weird. The original exquisiteness was reduced by three points, but the vicious lethality was more than doubled.

After performing a set of sword techniques, Xiaoqing's face was full of pride.

Ever since she started learning sword from Qiu Chuji, she felt that her fighting ability was constantly improving.

In the past few hundred years, although she also used swords, it was entirely based on instinct and experience, and she had never learned any serious sword skills.

Like her sister, she is an example of someone who has skills but no moral principles. She has accumulated a great deal of knowledge, but has not tapped it and transformed it into full strength.

Now that Qiu Chuji has given them a key to open their own treasure house, they have the illusion that their strength is rapidly improving every day.

"Nice change!"

"It's just a little ugly!" Qiu Chuji's simple comment immediately broke Xiaoqing's defense.

"What's so ugly about it? Do you know how to appreciate it?" Xiaoqing immediately retorted. Expecting her to respect her teacher? Not possible!

She is a snake, and she has barely read any serious books for a few days. She is not illiterate, but it is already enough for Bai Suzhen to control her. How can we expect more?

"There are too many movements of marching on the ground, and some sudden stabs from tricky angles are too frequent, which makes it less elegant." Qiu Chuji pointed out the flaws but did not deny them completely.

In martial arts, there is a large category called pictographic martial arts, which aims to extract some habits and characteristics from natural animals, integrate them into martial arts, and explain martial arts.

Xiaoqing follows her instinct to perform swordplay, and there's nothing wrong with that.

However, pictographic martial arts only use a "similarity" instead of complete acceptance.

Imitate some of the strengths of an animal, rather than becoming the animal itself.

Xiaoqing's swordsmanship follows her nature too much, that is, excessive self-expression, and has lost some of the original intention of fighting. In fact, she has returned to the old ways.

In this way, the snake's nature is fully understood, and the opportunity to apply martial arts is lost. If the initial attack fails, it is easy to get into a difficult fight and become increasingly disadvantaged.

"So flashy! What's the point of making it look so pretty?" Xiaoqing grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Qiu Chuji was still not angry. He just took the sword and demonstrated it himself.

Seeing that Qiu Chuji was going to teach sword skills personally, the other disciples gathered around and watched.

Qiu Chuji did not use his true Qi, he simply swung his sword. He was not like Xiaoqing, who transformed himself into a snake with the sword like a snake's tongue. Instead, the sword in his hand seemed to have turned into a green snake, which emerged from his sleeves. Although it was sometimes swift, sometimes cunning, sometimes vicious, and sometimes lurking, the overall movement was indescribably elegant and free.

After performing a set of sword techniques, Qiu Chuji asked Xiaoqing and Bai Suzhen, "Do you understand?"

Xiaoqing didn't quite understand, but Bai Suzhen understood human nature better, so she explained, "We understand what Master meant. We are good at snake nature, and there's nothing wrong with applying snake habits to swordsmanship. But now that we are human, we must know how to use human strengths. The sword in our hands is a tool, and tools can be tricky and weird, but people can't. What we need to do is control it."

"The sword in my hand is dangerous, but the one who holds the sword is the real threat. Only by unifying the two can we multiply the pressure we put on our opponents." Qiu Chuji nodded, "Xiaobai is right! This is exactly the principle. The right way unites us, the strange way wins, and all things carry the yin and embrace the yang. In fact, they are all explaining the same principle."

"We are standing here, we are the Yang, and the swords in our hands are the Yin. The Yin and Yang rotate, and the positive and the odd combine. If you can find the balance between them, then no matter what kind of opponent you encounter, as long as he cannot completely suppress you, you can be invincible with just this one move."

As the saying goes, reviewing the old to learn the new, when Qiu Chuji taught his disciples, he was also organizing what he had learned and extracting inspiration from his disciples.

In recent days, he also felt that his sword skills had improved a bit.

Boom boom boom...!
A series of wooden fish knocking sounds suddenly came from a distance.

What followed was the sound of chanting, which gradually became louder and stronger.

Brilliant rays of Buddha's light rose from the distant mountains and gradually turned into a golden barrier covering the sky, then descended like a giant bowl.

"It's Fahai!" Bai Suzhen's eyes narrowed and she looked at Xu Xian worriedly.

Among all the people present, Xu Xian was the weakest.

Although he had been practicing for a few days, he could only be considered to have barely gotten started. Although his Zhenqi practice had improved rapidly because he had eaten a magical herb, without Qiu Chuji's direct imprint and transmission of the skills, his means of dealing with the enemy were still very crude.

Once the fighting starts, it will be difficult to protect oneself, let alone defeat the enemy.

"You guys stay here first, I'll go take a look!"

"Unless it is absolutely necessary, don't leave the Taoist temple!" After Qiu Chuji said this, he took a step forward and his figure reached the sky.

The Taoist temple below had shrunk to the size of a grain of rice, and when one looked closely, it had disappeared.

When Qiu Chuji was in the Taoist temple, he had already thought of various possibilities and deployed numerous measures in the temple.

Above the sky, Buddha's light was overflowing. The light released by many eminent monks from various mountaintops connected into one. A large swastika, like a Buddha's palm, hung high under the starry sky and could fall down at any time.

Being under this huge swastika, Qiu Chuji was under tremendous pressure, but the more pressure he felt, the more he felt motivated to fight.

Fahai stepped on the golden-haired roar and appeared on the opposite side. He looked at Qiu Chuji, and his devilish face was full of the radiance of Buddha nature: "I think it is you who is entangled in this. Is the black-robed man your disciple?"

Qiu Chuji smiled faintly and said, "A few days ago, there was a bald guy sneaking around my Taoist temple. Didn't you find out some details? Why do you have to pretend to be friendly with me here?"

Fahai put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and then said, "Master, you are protecting evil spirits. Do you know that this is against the righteous way of the world?"

"The right way? What is the right way?"

"As soon as you, a monk, move your two lips, the righteous path becomes your magic weapon?"

"If I insist on stopping you, will I also become the evil demon in your eyes?" Qiu Chuji asked calmly.

From low-level martial arts to mythical monks, most of the monks he met were of this tone, and he was a little aesthetically fatigued.

Of course, there are monks who are truly open-minded and can accommodate all living beings, but he just hasn't met them yet.

"Master, you misinterpreted my meaning..."

"Don't call me a poor monk all the time. Your robes are sewn with gold thread, your golden bowl is worth ten cities, your Jinshan Temple has a thousand acres of fertile land, and you have thousands of tenants... You are not poor at all." Qiu Chuji interrupted Fahai's continued preaching, although his words were still full of fatherly tone.

But we Taoists have double standards, and we admit it!
The main focus is on having a pure heart and clear thoughts.

"Forget it! I have to fight him first before I can talk to the Taoist priest properly..."

Fahai did not say much. Before he finished speaking, the huge swastika had already covered the sky and the sun, and pressed down towards Qiu Chuji's canopy first.

After suffering from the sword formation, Fahai pondered for several days and gave up trying to break the formation. Instead, he returned to his own strengths and used his strengths to overwhelm the opponent.

The magic power is boundless and the supernatural powers are as vast as the sea.

How could a Buddhist artilleryman like him engage in close combat with a crude warrior?

A fiery red flying sword appeared in Qiu Chuji's palm. The sword body kept spinning at high speed. Huge amounts of flame energy gathered towards the flying sword, becoming more and more, more and more powerful, and more and more ferocious.

In the blink of an eye, a giant sword that seemed to pierce through the sky and the earth condensed. As Qiu Chuji lightly lowered his palm, the fiery red giant sword met the huge symbol, and a strong energy impact burst out with it.

Fahai's magical power is boundless, and Qiu Chuji's true energy is also surging and invincible.

During these days, Qiu Chuji has refined more than twenty elixirs, which increased his skills by one or two thousand years. When combined with his own skills, his skills are far inferior to Nezha's final might of burning the sky and boiling the sea, but many of his methods and ideas can be used easily and effortlessly.

The giant sword and the swastika symbol were torn and intertwined with each other, turning into shattered golden-red spots of light, falling from the sky like a meteor shower.

Fahai's cassock was untied, and it turned into a barrier that enveloped the heaven and earth, blocking the surge of the heaven and earth's primordial energy, in an effort to seal Qiu Chuji in the soon-to-be-barren world.

Behind Qiu Chuji, his soul reflected the Dharma image and Gonggong appeared, raising his hands as if crashing into Mount Buzhou.

The sea of ​​Qi turned into a torrent, with huge waves rolling one after another, surging endlessly and without stopping.

Fahai's cassock was hit by the huge wave and cracked. Water waves penetrated through the crack and soon made the crack bigger and bigger.

"If this is all you can do, you'll lose soon!"

“Unless... you can become the Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon!” Qiu Chuji stood in the huge waves, and the image of Gonggong behind him raised his head and roared, with a murderous intent coming from the ancient wilderness.

In ancient times, Gonggong may be a god, an ancestor, a witch, or a demon lord. However, no matter which description of Gonggong is used, he has crashed into Mount Buzhou. This is his "unity" in mythology and also part of its rhyme.

Qiu Chuji manifested the form of Gonggong. Although his power was not even one ten-millionth of that of the ancient gods, his aura at this moment was still majestic and dazzling, making it difficult for people to look directly at him.

Fahai looked at Qiu Chuji at this moment. Even though he had already judged that this Taoist priest would be difficult to deal with, he did not expect him to be so difficult.

If this Taoist priest were to stop him, it would be ten times more difficult for him to get rid of the two snake monsters.

As for the 'Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon' mentioned by the Taoist priest, what is that?
I feel inexplicably moved. What's going on?

(End of this chapter)