Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 359 The Bodhisattva Lowers His Eyebrows for Me
Even the former leader of the Longhua Cult in the Ming Dynasty, despite losing five internal organs due to the favor of the Longhua Cult, still managed to transform into an evil spirit and exist for hundreds of years.

As the national advisor during the height of the Yuan Dynasty, King Shouluo was not only highly skilled in cultivation, but also had a large number of capable subordinates. At that time, he could mobilize countless resources.

Although he had no way to remain active in the world for hundreds of years, he had a way to remain in a state of slumber without transforming into an evil spirit, and wait for the era of the spirit world's revival.

If he had made proper arrangements, the thoughts he had intentionally or unintentionally released during his slumber over the past few centuries would have accumulated into a vast foundation.

After being chosen by the cave, although it seemed that he had broken through the taboo ahead of time, he did not actually cross the threshold by relying on his own method.

This prevents his post-breakthrough state from fully aligning with the foundation he built before the breakthrough, allowing him to reach his full potential.

Moreover, when a Seven Souls expert is in slumber in the cave, they are completely unconscious. Even when they are occasionally awake, they are still restrained, and the effect of studying the cultivation technique is limited.

Even if one becomes the soul of a grotto-heaven, in the eyes of someone like the Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty, it would only be a larger and more deeply binding burden.

Conversely, if one could seize Chu Tianshu's physical and mental foundation through the "Phowa Great Initiation".

A person who can break taboos at such a young age has an absurdly high level of potential.

At that time, the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty will be able to bypass the restrictions of the grotto-heaven, leave Busan, and, as the saying goes, be as great as a divine dragon and as small as an earthworm, hide his form and make a comeback.

"Therefore, I really don't intend to destroy you, body and soul."

The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty suddenly stopped, standing still in the side hall, his body equidistant from the murals on both sides. His robes were hanging down, and his fists were loosely clenched, giving him a mysterious charm.

"Do you want to try to use this to gain an advantage in the battle?"

One is reckless, while the other wants to preserve the other's body; the former naturally has the advantage.

However, if you really want to take advantage of the other party holding back to create an advantage for yourself, you're already at a psychological disadvantage.

Chu Tianshu simply smiled and said, "I was just curious."

"However, your boxing skills are really good."

When he said this, his tone was much more leisurely, almost like someone standing under the shade of trees, gazing at the long road ahead, anticipating the arrival of guests.

"If I killed such a master without exchanging a single word with him from beginning to end, it would definitely be a pity to look back on it in the future."

"How about this, let's exchange our cultivation techniques first."

"You sent out three bubbles just to test our moves, right? I'll just exchange them with you and show you. You should give me your secret manual too."

Chu Tianshu said these words sincerely.

As he gained more experience, made more friends, and fought more enemies, he sometimes felt more regret.

Just recently, Chu Tianshu really wanted to study Zhao Qinglang's finger techniques, Wolf Head's swordsmanship, and the Night Bright Cult Leader's mysterious sonic waves.

They deserve to die, but the principles contained in their martial arts are not guilty.

The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty truly sensed his sincerity and couldn't help but smile.

"I thought I was arrogant enough in my life, but you are even more arrogant..."

His voice suddenly amplified, like a celestial being singing and an army shouting in unison.

"mad!"

The word "madness" caused a slight tremor throughout the entire Ksitigarbha Temple, affecting all the statues of Bodhisattvas and Arhats, as well as the halls and pavilions.

The golden bronze statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the main hall was covered with a layer of dust that was not usually cleaned thoroughly, making it look as clean as new and radiant with Buddhist light.

The large statues in the square in front of the hall, and the smaller Buddha statues behind the hall, are all like this.

King Sura was in a side hall, yet his atmosphere became remarkably similar to that of the entire mountaintop temple.

Although the murals on both sides have an ancient charm, they were originally just paintings in a side hall and ultimately did not belong to the mainstream.

At this time, all the images of monks on the murals seemed to have benefited from King Shura's influence, becoming even more vibrant and bright.

As the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty uttered the word "mad," he suddenly thrust his left hand into the mural.

The finger landed to his left rear.

This thrust was incredibly swift and agile.

But all the newly resonant and radiant Buddhist murals seemed to split off as a phantom, passing through walls and courtyards, and rapidly converging.

The direction from which this group gathered was directly toward Chen Ying, who was sitting cross-legged on the wall.

Hundreds of Buddha images gathered together to form a huge pointed cone.

It also resembles a giant, colorful arrow, piercing the sky in a rapid attack!

Chen Ying still didn't open his eyes. The long sword he carried on his back seemed to melt, seeping through his robes and merging into his body.

She placed her right hand in front of her chest, forming a sword gesture, with her sword fingers pointing vertically towards her chin.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that she was referring to her own throat.

A shimmering light emerged from her throat and escaped her lips.

The giant, colorful arrow was pierced by the icy white light, and all the Buddha figures were instantly frozen and shattered into ice powder.

The king, whose finger was touching the wall, withdrew his hand at full speed the moment his fingertip made contact.

The icy white light pellet pierced through the wall, grazed the back of King Shura, and shot out at an angle, leaving a round hole of the same size on the other side of the wall, slightly lower.

If you look down at the entire temple, you can see that the round light, about the size of a ping-pong ball, breaks through all the obstacles of the temple on the mountaintop and slants into a corner of the mountain.

Then, on a stone staircase behind the mountain, the icy light shone through again.

Even disregarding the giant arrow and the wall that obstructed it, this ball of light pierced through at least thirty meters of mountain soil.

It was a pill, and also a sword pill.

Chen Ying's sword of Daoist energy, "The Cold Elixir Emerges from the Tower!"
Neither Chu Tianshu nor King Shouluo could withstand such a sword strike.

But Chen Ying, who was on the wall, suddenly opened his eyes after spitting out this sword, his eyes filled with despair.

"My ultimate move?!"

She had not truly mastered the sword core; this move was originally intended to lend Chu Tianshu a helping hand at a crucial moment.

King Sura was able to sense the extremely restrained sword pellet before it even made its move.

The giant arrow formed by the majestic aura of the entire temple also misled the sword pellet, causing it to lose the opportunity to track the Grand Preceptor's true form.

The decisive sword strike was wasted so easily!
But Chu Tianshu wasn't surprised at all.

Among the enemies he killed, there were many who were skilled, but not particularly tough.

Chen Ying is a typical genius cultivator, not a warrior at all.

Chu Tianshu knew that her sword strike was not meant to be decisive, but it would be enough to have some effect.

King Sora dared not hold back that sword and had to make his move.

As the silver-haired man extended and retracted his fingers, dodging the sword, Chu Tianshu also struck out with his palm.

Instead of striking the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty, he stretched out his palms and suddenly struck the murals on both sides.

The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty was on guard against him attacking him, but he didn't know how he made this move.

Without asking why, the silver-haired man simply moved at top speed, suddenly flashing and flying, and punched Chu Tianshu's empty gate.

There seemed to be a momentary shift in light and shadow around Chu Tianshu.

His face was as pale as a ghost, and his body was covered in red marks like wounds. He had withdrawn his palms from the wall, and the pure, heavy golden light, driven by his ten fingers, suddenly formed a pure golden Tai Chi symbol.

The Tai Chi symbol is only the size of a washbasin, and the yin and yang fish are made of pure gold. However, the crack in the middle that divides yin and yang is pitch black and grim.

boom! !

The Grand Master of the Yuan Dynasty punched the Tai Chi diagram.

This person's boxing skills are so superb that this punch could not hit Chu Tianshu, so there was no need to waste the power of the punch.

But as soon as the fist approached the Tai Chi diagram, King Shouluo felt all the pores on the back of his hand suddenly open, and the force of his fist was involuntarily released.

Even the pores all over the body show signs of opening up.

An extremely cold and sharp stimulation induced him to unleash all his power onto this Tai Chi diagram.

What’s even more amazing is.

This Tai Chi diagram actually withstood the pressure, remaining steadfast and rotating at a slow, constant speed.

Even if Chu Tianshu wasn't injured, his foundation was only similar to that of the Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty, so it was impossible for him to block such a powerful punch so easily.

However, he possesses the Nan Hua Original Text, a power similar to a natural talent, which prevents him from clearly defining his path and further refining and expanding it through systematic cultivation.

But this is, after all, a power that is deeply connected to the essence of heaven and earth.

After Chu Tianshu himself entered the forbidden realm, the more he cultivated independently and pondered the various mysteries within this realm, the more he was able to verify many details in the operation of the "Nanhua Original Scripture" that he couldn't understand before.

For example, the original text of the Nan Hua can extract the five elements of primordial energy, but it is best to focus on visualizing the metal element of primordial energy.

Chu Tianshu had already reached his limit by exploring this level before; he only knew that refining steel essence was the most efficient method.

But a trip through the wasteland reveals how the title of hero has been stolen by villains, giving them countless advantages.

After witnessing the villains being executed, the true heroes vowed to uphold this title, leading to various changes in the political landscape.

He suddenly felt more clearly than ever before that fame and position were also a kind of power.

Like a lamp, like a suit of golden armor, it symbolizes a spirit as indomitable as iron.

Whether it's a good reputation or a bad reputation, whether this indomitable spirit ultimately brings benefits or harm.

Resilience is indispensable.

So, is this title and spirit also considered a kind of metal elemental energy?

The Jizo Temple on Mount Sinyeol is one of the most important temples in the entire Goryeo Dynasty.

The thousand-year-old Buddha statue is the temple's treasure, while the newly erected Buddha statue serves as a landmark.

The golden statue in the main hall is worshipped by countless people, and has received incense offerings from ancient times to the present.

This "worship of the golden body" is also a kind of vital energy, and even more so, a golden vital energy that has been refined by the years!

The aura that the Grand Preceptor of the Great Yuan Dynasty borrowed from the temple was merely similar to that of his own lineage, the aura of majesty and punishment.

But people who worship golden statues come in all shapes and sizes, so how could they possibly only have one kind of aura?

Chu Tianshu's pull drew all the stubborn thoughts and auras, regardless of good or evil, to him.

Chu Tianshu's own power was merely transformed into that dark arc in the middle.

"It hurts!"

The demonic youth growled and suddenly pushed forward with both hands.

"You'd better die already!"

King Shouluo was startled. He quickly bent his right fist and kicked out at Chu Tianshu.

This kick was as powerful as a black arrow, piercing the ground and rising into the air.

Chu Tianshu suddenly shifted the Tai Chi diagram he was carrying in both hands, which pressed down on the leg.

He never let go of the tai chi diagram the size of a washbasin. He used both hands to block a punch, and he used both hands to block a leg.

But the power on this Tai Chi diagram is incredibly heavy.

He moved up easily, but as soon as he pressed down on the other person, his strength exploded immediately.

King So-ho's right leg trembled violently as he kicked out with both fists.

Chu Tianshu pushed the Tai Chi diagram up his leg and down to his left chest.

King Sora felt a sharp pain in his chest, his left shoulder twitched backward, and his left hand retracted, leaving only his right fist to swing out.

Chu Tianshu easily dodged it by tilting his head.

King Sora was startled to find that his opponent was already within two feet of him and was about to retreat hastily.

"late!"

Chu Tianshu's eyes were sinister. He rubbed his hands together, and the Tai Chi diagram reversed.

King Sora's face turned red, and thunderous sounds emanated from his body. His physical body, which had been blessed and transformed by the Mahakala mantra, was now experiencing ruptured blood vessels everywhere.

He felt all the blood rushing to his chest, as if it were being drawn away by the Tai Chi symbol.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty roared and advanced instead of retreating, his chest slamming forward and his arms closing together.

Blood rushed to his chest, but it also made his chest hold the power of his life's cultivation, making it not so easy to break through. At this moment, it became his strongest weapon.

choke! !

Chu Tianshu maintained maximum speed with his hands, causing the veins on the back of his hands to bulge. When his hands separated, the Tai Chi diagram cracked.

The two yin-yang fish, like two sharp blades, slashed the inner sides of the Grand Preceptor's arms, cutting off his meridians, and then suddenly closed up, reappearing on his chest.

After the separation and reunion, the Tai Chi symbol is compressed to an even smaller size.

But after this hasty change, the Tai Chi diagram could barely withstand the blow from the Grand Master of the Yuan Dynasty.

"Receive my empowerment!!"

The blood mixed with the lifelong will of the Great Yuan National Preceptor was meant to break through the Taiji and pierce Chu Tianshu's body with his heart's blood, thus seizing his body and being reborn.

Chu Tianshu's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He inhaled through his mouth and nose, pressed the diagram with his left hand, pulled back with his right hand, and punched the back of his left hand with a bang.

His invisible aura contracted layer by layer, pulling and tugging wildly, causing all the images and shadows on the murals on both sides to undergo subtle distortions.

The Bodhisattva on this side and the monk on the other side both seemed to have their pupils lowered as a result.

The monk had already lowered his head, and even the Bodhisattva's gaze was drawn to him by Chu Tianshu's punch.

Boom! ! !
The Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty suddenly stopped, his gaze becoming sluggish, and he shifted downwards.

The small Tai Chi diagram pierced through the body of the Grand Preceptor of the Yuan Dynasty and flew out from behind him.

The rotating Tai Chi symbol, carrying a large amount of blood, forms a terrifying spiral column of blood that detaches from the human body.

At the end of the blood, the soul face of the Imperial Preceptor struggled to emerge, letting out a terrifying roar.

But as the Tai Chi diagram flew out of the hall and exploded, the entire pillar of blood was also torn apart, and the roar came to an abrupt end!

(End of this chapter)