Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 249 Female Bald Ass

Xu Yunfan remained calm, showing no intention of responding. The so-called halo behind his head was merely a spiritual phenomenon manifested by the cultivation of the Pure Brightness Spirit, which could only be vaguely perceived by those who had cultivated the Linzi Mantra and possessed keen minds.

Seeing that the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer wasn't very effective, Xu Yunfan simply abandoned it and formed the Lin character seal.

"Pro."

Xu Yunfan felt the dragon scale armor on his body begin to rapidly change the muscles around him, and the armor plates vibrated and hummed.

His blood and qi erupted like molten lava, unleashing power and strength far exceeding normal levels. He gripped the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace in his hand and closed in.

This Buddhist disciple from Amitabha Temple possesses strange abilities and is in full physical condition, requiring the utmost effort to defeat him.

The next instant, the energy surged forth.

The final move of the Nine Profound Dragon Mace, "Dragon Without Regret," transformed into a crimson meteor and crashed into the light wheel. Xu Yunfan suddenly felt a slight stinging pain in his Triple Burner meridian. The wisp of sword energy left behind by Pei Yan began to flow slowly under the stimulation of the Buddha's light, causing his body to go slightly numb.

But in an instant, in his "Lin" state, he quickly manipulated his muscles, squeezed his meridians, and unleashed his energy, trapping the wisp of sword tightly so that it could not move.

In the state of "Lin", this action only takes a moment to change, but in that instant, Jingming saw it at a glance.

Seizing this fleeting opening, Jingming formed the Fearless Mudra with his jade-like fingers and pressed it towards Xu Yunfan's crown chakra. The Buddhist Lion's Roar shook the mountain rocks, causing them to crumble and fall: "Suppress!"

Blood gushed from Xu Yunfan's seven orifices, yet his expression remained unchanged even at this critical juncture of life and death. In other words, in the face of death and terror, he was as calm and collected as a breeze.

Although the female monk in front of him was not at the Blood Exchange Realm, she had somehow used some secret method to forcefully raise her strength to the point of being close to the Blood Exchange Realm. With her various secret martial arts techniques and the Eight Treasures Bodhi Beads, she was able to fight him to a standstill for a while.

The dragon scale armor suddenly flipped backward and pierced into the flesh, and pure yang blood energy mixed with the dragon's evil energy contained within the dragon scale armor soared into the sky.

Taking advantage of the surge of sword energy seed, he forcibly combined the Crimson Dragon Coiling Mountain Force with the Triple Burner Sword Nourishing Technique.

A crimson shockwave tore through the Buddha's light barrier, and a distorted dragon-shaped phantom appeared on the surface of the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace.

"Can your Buddha-light... subdue me?"

Xu Yunfan's gaze was piercing, and the syllables he uttered were devoid of any emotion, as if it were truly just a plain and polite remark.

As he spoke, the muscles in his right arm bulged as if inflated, and the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace swept across from his left side.

Jingming's pupils shrank abruptly. The Buddha's phantom formed the Demon-Subduing Mudra with both hands and pressed down, but the shockwaves that erupted from the intersection shattered the three protective golden lotuses.

The female monk's plain white robe was torn open in several places by the force of the energy, revealing a soft armor made of gold thread with Sanskrit characters flowing inside.

Another divine weapon or armor?

Even Xu Yunfan, who was in a state of near-oblivion, couldn't help but have a strange look flash in his eyes when he saw this scene.

These sects are truly wealthy; even a disciple who goes out on a journey possesses such precious armor and divine weapons.

The two figures crossed paths thirteen times in the air, the sound of metal colliding turning into visible ring-shaped air waves.

Jingming suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and the force sprayed out with his blood and qi, influenced by the Eight Treasures Bodhi Beads.

The entire valley's earth veins trembled violently, and eight golden chains shot out from the ground, binding Xu Yunfan's limbs: "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Seal the Demon!"

Xu Yunfan's neck veins bulged, and the extraordinary phenomenon of his body being forged from black steel and possessing golden muscles and jade bones was fully revealed for the first time.

Golden dragon scale patterns appeared on the skin's surface, and the bones emitted a grinding sound that made your teeth ache.

He let the chains tighten, making his dragon scales creak, and suddenly opened his mouth, letting out a beast-like roar.

The demonic impurities that had accumulated within his body over two months from consuming demonic blood transformed into black and red smoke, shattering the Buddhist seal. "How is this possible?"

Jingming staggered back half a step, and fine cracks appeared on the halo behind his head.

Xu Yunfan seized the fleeting opportunity and broke the sound barrier by pushing off the ground with both feet.

Under the extreme stimulation of the Crimson Dragon Force, the tip of the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace ignited with a ghostly blue flame.

Jingming hastily summoned his prayer beads, but they couldn't even withstand it for half a breath before exploding into a shower of golden dust under the mace's edge.

The female monk finally showed a look of panic, and tried to escape by forming the Vajra Wheel Mudra with her hands.

Xu Yunfan's Thunderfire Qilin Hammer struck her back first, and the Sanskrit characters on the surface of the golden silk armor flickered like a candle in the wind.

The blood that Jingming spat out condensed into a blood lotus in mid-air, and was then shredded into a blood mist by the mace wind that followed.

"Can your Buddha save you?"

Xu Yunfan appeared like a ghost on Jingming's falling trajectory, his right hand, covered in dragon scales, gripping her throat.

The heavy mace was placed on the nun's smooth forehead, its scorching heat making her skin sizzle.

Jingming attempted to circulate the Buddhist mental techniques, only to find that his own vital energy had been sealed off by the malevolent energy emanating from the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace.

Xu Yunfan raised his knee and slammed it heavily into Jingming's dantian. Hearing the opponent's suppressed groans of pain, he remained expressionless and continued to strike the opponent several times, dispersing the qi and blood in his body until it was difficult to gather before stopping.

He tore off the nun's waistband and tied her hands behind her back. He then pulled out the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer from the side and used the armor-piercing spike at the end of the hammer handle to strike Jingming's graceful body. The action was rough but precise, locking down seven vital acupoints and cutting off the flow of her energy.

Despite the intense pain, even with her steadfast mind and pure Buddhist heart, Jingming's face was still contorted with agony.

When the blood-stained Thunderfire Qilin Hammer gently patted Jingming's cheek, this dignified Buddhist prodigy finally trembled violently.

Xu Yunfan quickly exhaled as he emerged from his "Lin" state. He blinked and slowly guided his emotions, no longer sinking into that rock-solid state of mind.

The white-clad woman who possessed the remains of the Supreme Being and entered the dream seemed to be right.

If one uses the "Lin" technique too much, one might eventually become completely detached from worldly desires.

If that's the case, how can it be resolved?

Do you know why I spared your life?

With a thought forming in his mind, Xu Yunfan grabbed Jingming by the collar and dragged him toward the fissure in the earth, scraping deep trenches into the ground: "I want you to see with your own eyes... how your Buddhist sect's most proficient technique of salvation is smashed by my fist."

Of course, while saying this, Xu Yunfan naturally wanted to learn about the Amitabha Temple's most treasured martial arts techniques, the Amitabha Golden Body Sutra and the Yi Jing Marrow Cleansing Exercise, from the other party.

These two extraordinary skills, one a Buddhist martial art of external training unparalleled in the world, and the other a unique marrow cleansing technique, are both considered the best in the world.

The female monk struggled to form a hand seal, but Xu Yunfan grabbed her shiny, clean head and pressed it against the scorching hot rock wall.

The scorching smell of burning flesh mixed with the stench of blood filled the nostrils. Fine beads of blood appeared on the clean, shiny head under the high temperature. It tried to struggle, but Xu Yunfan held its skull with his five fingers and crushed it into the crack in the rock.

A half-utterance of Buddhist chant escaped her throat, but it was reduced to a broken, breathy sound because her chin was pressed against the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace.

Seeing Xu Yunfan's unwavering gaze, Jingming finally understood that he didn't care about the Amitabha Temple behind her at all.

(End of this chapter)