Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 250 I said!

Jingming remained silent for a long time, his long eyelashes beneath the bloodstains trembling slightly, before finally speaking slowly: "The benefactor did not kill me, surely because he wants to obtain something from me."

Her voice remained calm, yet carried a barely perceptible tension.

Xu Yunfan raised his chin slightly: "I've heard that your Buddhist sect has a Great Joyful Meditation Method. I wonder if the monk is familiar with it?"

Jingming was stunned for a moment, and his body suddenly froze.

She had been practicing at the Amitabha Temple since childhood; how could she have ever heard such blasphemous words?
Extracting the three characters "Joyful Zen" from Buddhist scriptures is like dissecting the abyss of desire for those who practice asceticism.

The mace was pressed against her throat, but it couldn't compare to the shock of those words that shook her to her core.

After a long silence, under Xu Yunfan's extremely aggressive gaze, Jingming finally spoke, letting out a broken Buddhist chant between her teeth: "I won't."

She finally realized that the person in front of her was a madman!
Or rather, he was simply a person who had no taboos.

Such people are the most terrifying.

Xu Yunfan suddenly chuckled softly.

He reached out and tore open the tattered monk's robe on her shoulder. Just now, the armor-piercing cone had pierced through this spot, and the exposed collarbone was almost perfect, nearly comparable to the remains of an extreme Daoist.

"I've heard from Buddhist scriptures that having six fingers is a sign of being born a Buddha?"

As he spoke, Xu Yunfan ran his fingertips over that skin, "But you, a prodigy of Buddhism, happen to have such delicate hands. I never expected you to be a woman."

Xu Yunfan looked her up and down. Her tattered clothes and wounds revealed her delicate white body stained with blood, half-hidden and half-revealed. Combined with Jingming's inherent dignified and solemn aura, it would probably attract the attention of many people with fetishes.

“You are attached to appearances.”

Jingming suddenly raised his eyes, a golden light in them like a sword being drawn from its sheath, "Six fingers are merely an outward appearance; the true Buddha's disciple..."

Blood welled in her throat, yet her words resonated like the crackling of bells: "One must cultivate an eight-petaled lotus within one's mind, and perceive the three thousand worlds as clearly as the lines on one's palm..."

Before she could finish speaking, the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer slammed heavily into the rock wall beside her ear.

Amidst the flying rubble, Xu Yunfan grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up: "Then, is there an Eight-Petaled Lotus hidden inside this body of yours?"

Jingming trembled violently, finally losing all composure. She had never experienced such a shameful posture before.

Humiliation, shame, anger, fear.

A mix of emotions welled up inside her, making her feel conflicted and unable to express her feelings.

What do you really want?

Seeing Jingming's state, Xu Yunfan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the monk's perfect spiritual state had been shattered by the three blows of the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace. Otherwise, his words and actions just now would not have stirred the slightest ripple in the other party's mind.

"It is said that the Amitabha Golden Body Sutra of Amitabha Temple is an unparalleled and wonderful Dharma. A wise king, in his anger, ignited the fire in his heart. So he used his Buddha-nature as a furnace and the fire of karma as a hammer, and after a thousand hammerings, he was able to create an indestructible body."

Jingming said, "I cultivate the Amitabha Dharma, not martial arts."

Xu Yunfan scoffed, and the hammer handle's armor-piercing spike suddenly pierced her shoulder blade. "You bald monk, you've never even touched a martial arts manual, yet you dare to call yourself a Buddhist prodigy?"

Jingming couldn't help but groan in pain, but he stubbornly refused to make a sound.

He deliberately emphasized the words "bald monk," and sure enough, Jingming's pupils contracted. Although this female monk practiced the art of salvation, she still found it difficult to eliminate her anger. Now, her state of mind was mostly damaged. As long as he didn't give her time and maintained this state, he could naturally guide her to what he wanted.

Jingming gasped for breath, spitting out half a mouthful of blood: "Benefactor, you are attached to appearances... The wondrous Dharma of Amitabha reveals one's true nature and enlightens the mind; why then is a golden body cast externally?"

She suddenly looked up, and two golden lights shone from beneath her blood-streaked eyelashes. Her eyes held a hint of compassion. "You, entangled in the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance, even if you acquire extraordinary skills, you will only fall into the Avici Hell..."

The Thunderfire Qilin Hammer smashed her unfinished words.

Xu Yunfan, his expression cold, pressed Jingming's forehead and lifted her up. The dragon scales on her armor jingled with each movement: "The Yi Jing Marrow Cleansing Technique." He traced the traces of Xuanming True Water absorbed by the mace with his fingertips, and the icy killing aura instantly froze the scabs on the female monk's wounds. "If you miss a single word, you'll break a bone. If you tell the whole story, I might let you go. You might even be able to go out and perform immeasurable merits and cultivate that reincarnation."

Jingming suddenly chuckled softly for no apparent reason.

As her blood-stained lips parted, she actually recited a passage of obscure scripture: "...like the parable of the raft, even the law should be abandoned, let alone what is not law..."

As the syllables were uttered, fine golden sand seeped from her pores, shimmering like stars under the glow of the earth's fire.

Xu Yunfan's pupils suddenly contracted; this was clearly the "golden body shedding skin" phenomenon caused by the Yi Jing Marrow Cleansing Exercise!
"I look down on you."

He suddenly thrust his fingers together at Jingming's Tiantu acupoint in his throat, but touched a layer of hard, glass-like substance.

Sanskrit veins appeared beneath the female monk's skin, which was the "Golden Lock Gate of Throat Lock" secret technique of Amitabha Temple!
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jingming bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood mist onto Xu Yunfan's face. The blood droplet met the dragon scales and ignited a dark blue karmic fire.

“You are my calamity. If I cannot save you, we will both enter the Avici Hell. What is the point of talking about cultivating a next life?”

Amidst Jingming's stern shouts, the brocade belt around his waist ripped apart inch by inch.

She formed the "Demon-Subduing Seal" with both hands and struck her dantian fiercely, causing the scattered qi and blood in her body to surge back at that moment.

Xu Yunfan staggered back three steps, his Thunderfire Qilin Hammer blocking his chest, but the self-destructive impact still caused his tiger's mouth to split open.

The bald nun in front of us has reversed the Yi Jing Marrow Cleansing Technique and used her life's cultivation to trigger the "Scripture Burning Curse"!
Xu Yunfan suddenly grinned.

"If you were to advance further and enter the Blood Exchange Realm, this attack might truly injure me severely, but..."

The dragon scale armor on Xu Yunfan's body rustled and emitted a metallic sound.

With an eighth-tier divine weapon and armor protecting her, what difference would it make if Jingming entered another realm?

Such actions, however, have put them in a desperate situation.

He wiped away the scorch marks on his face.

"What a coincidence."

He shattered the rock beneath his feet with his step, and the "Earth Dragon Turns Over" technique, a powerful hammer blow, crashed down on Jingming. "I just learned the Three Burners Sword Nourishing Technique, and I'm looking for someone to test my sword skills on!"

Xu Yunfan's spine undulated like a great dragon, and the wispy sword energy in his Triple Burner meridians flowed into the ground along with the hammer's momentum.

Jingming suddenly felt a sharp pain in the soles of her feet, and countless sword energies burst forth from the cracks in the rocks, pinning her legs to the ground and turning them into bloody sieves!
"How can it be……"

She staggered and collapsed to the ground, looking down in disbelief at her blood-stained, horribly mangled legs.

"That Pei Yan actually taught you the Triple Burner Sword Nourishing Technique?!"

As if witnessing something utterly absurd, Jingming suddenly revealed a relieved smile.

Xu Yunfan stepped on her knees and approached, lifting her chin with the handle of his hammer: "Thank you for demonstrating the Reversal Technique, Master. Now it's my turn."

"I said it!!"

The hammer stopped abruptly three inches from Jingming's head, and the powerful wind pressure it generated caused the nearby subterranean fire to sway and flicker.

Xu Yunfan slowly lowered the heavy hammer, a kind smile appearing on his face as he feigned surprise.

"Oh dear, you should have agreed earlier! Look at you, Master, you've ended up like this. It's truly heartbreaking."

As he spoke, Xu Yunfan gently helped Jingming sit up.

(End of this chapter)