Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 229 I'm sorry, I just killed your benefactor.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the snow and frost melting on the mountain peaks and treetops create a silvery glow.

On a distant slope, a patch of cold-flowered blossoms, snow-white and blood-red, are blown by the wind, scattering petals like rain, then swept and swirled, falling into the treacherous valleys.

Ren Shaoyang, dressed in white as snow, walked step by step under the moonlight on the mountain path of Tianshan.

The mountain path was rugged, with dense trees on both sides, resembling a demon ready to devour its prey.

A bright, round moon hung in the sky. Ren Shaoyang gazed down the mountain. The mountain mists swirled, the night was deep and the fog thick, and the treetops of the tall forest were barely visible. Yet, he could still see the great city in the distance, its lights shining brightly, and countless fires constantly shooting out from all directions, clearly indicating that people were searching for something.

A bugle call sounded from nowhere, its notes drifting and intermittent. From this high mountain, the entire land of Yan and Yun was laid out before one's eyes, and the movements of the capital were immediately apparent.

Ren Shaoyang picked up the wine jug, took a few sips, glanced at a small temple on the mountaintop, smiled nonchalantly, and strolled up.

That temple has a name: Laolin Temple.

The abbot of Laolin Temple is also called Laolin.

Zen Master Laolin.

He regarded Tianyi Jushi as his closest friend, because Tianyi Jushi had saved Lao Lin's life.

Old Lin was no ordinary person; he was Lei Zhenyu, the former chief protector of the "Six and a Half Hall" who had been missing for twenty years.

What this guy is most famous for is that in order to compete with Lei Sun for the position of hall master, he actually fought the young "Seven Saints of the Bewildering Heaven" Guan Qi to a draw.

Although he had been crippled for a long time, he eventually recovered under the care of the Hermit of Heavenly Robes, which shows how powerful this person was.

Ren Shaoyang walked leisurely up the mountain with his hands behind his back and a wine pot in his hand, not in a hurry to find the Hermit of Heavenly Clothes.

Because he knew that at this moment, both Tianyi Jushi and Yuanxian were in the "Buddha".

It refers to the literal meaning of Buddha statues.

Zen Master Lao Lin placed Layman Tianyi inside the statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was seated on a lotus and riding a lion, in order to protect him and prevent him from being killed by Yuan Shisanxian.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans, and Yuan Shisanxian arrived without anyone noticing.

Not only did he come, but he also hid inside the Bodhidharma statue next to the Manjushri Bodhisattva statue. He comprehended the *Mountain Sutra* through the incense smoke, and his entire being merged with the statue!
Thinking of this, Ren Shaoyang couldn't help but smile slightly: "That's fucking bullshit, it's really like piloting a Gundam in a martial arts world!" Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow and looked at his right hand.

"Huh? Since he can transform into the Bodhidharma statue, does that mean I can also become one with the Dragon-Capturing Sword?"

Ren Shaoyang was momentarily stunned, thinking that if he were to merge with the Dragon Capturer, wouldn't he be able to grow as long as he wanted, bend as he wanted, and hard as he wanted?
Wow! Front and back, up and down, left and right?

I'm getting a little excited just thinking about it!
what is this?
Ren Shaoyang recalled the image of Xiaoyao Hou, who used his demonic powers in the TV series "Xiao Shiyi Lang," resembling a giant python.

"Damn it, I don't want to be like the carefree Marquis!" Ren Shaoyang chuckled inwardly and shook his head.

He walked along the narrow, winding path, with the mountain on his left and the air hanging precariously on his right. After a few steps, he suddenly heard a thunderous voice from above: "Who goes there?"

Ren Shaoyang looked up and saw two people standing a few feet away.

One of them wore a mask and held a paintbrush with blood-like ink dripping from it.

The other person was a thin middle-aged man wearing a gray robe.

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly, raised the wine pot, and said loudly, "Those who are going up the mountain."

The masked man's gaze turned cold, and he said menacingly, "What are you laughing at?"

"happy."

The man in the wide robe grinned maliciously: "What makes you happy?"

Ren Shaoyang tilted his head and looked at them, saying leisurely, "I just did something amazing, so I'm very happy."

"Say!"

The two asked in unison, "What earth-shattering matter?"

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "Give me your names, so I don't scare you later."

The masked man said, "Zhao Huasi."

The man in the wide robe said, "Fengpai, Liu Quanwo."

“Oh, I know you two.” Ren Shaoyang casually rubbed his fingers along the rim of the wine pot. “One of you is Yuan Shisanxian’s disciple, and the other is one of Cai Jing’s ‘Sixteen Extraordinary Sects,’ right?”

“You know quite a lot,” Zhao Huasi said coldly. “You should tell me what earth-shattering thing you did to be so happy.”

"Otherwise, we'll make you unhappy."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and flicked his left finger: "I just killed that old dog Cai Jing in the capital. Don't you think it's something to be happy about?"

"Nonsense!"

"Be bold!"

Zhao Huasi and Liu Quanwo's expressions changed drastically, and they both started cursing.

After finishing his rant, Zhao Huasi sneered, "To please us, you actually made fun of Prime Minister Cai?"

"It's not a pity to die!"

Ren Shaoyang shook his head and said, "Everyone dies. Why don't you understand that?"

Zhao Huasi wanted to continue his sarcastic remarks, but after seeing Ren Shaoyang's incredibly calm eyes and thinking of Fu Zongshu, who had been assassinated by Wang Xiaoshi, he paused for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "You, you're not lying?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "I never lie."

Liu Quanwo's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "You brat, stop talking nonsense, you're asking for death!" Suddenly he jumped out, his long sleeves flying towards him.

Zhao Huasi also launched an attack, his brush moving swiftly, but his most formidable weapon was not his brush, but his feet!
He used the ultimate technique passed down to him by Yuan Shisanxian – Danqing Kick!

These were just two top-tier martial arts masters, even Zhao Huasi, a master who could rival Zhui Ming in leg techniques.

At this moment, they were no longer in Ren Shaoyang's sight.

Because he had already laid out his plan the moment he fired that shot.

The Spider Sword Scheme!

Ren Shaoyang spread his left hand with five fingers, and with a "whoosh," a burst of blue light shot out from his palm.

Zhao Huasi and Liu Quanwo suddenly felt a sharp force coming from all directions. Their protective techniques were like a sharp knife cutting through paper when faced with this sword energy. It pierced through them with a "whoosh" and went straight into their muscles.

The two sensed something was wrong. Before they could escape, they felt a wave of emptiness wash over them, and then their legs gave way, and they sat down on the ground with a thud.

Normal people fall to the ground with a thud, so why did they make a splash?

Because at this moment, they had become a pile of mangled limbs and flesh, intertwined with each other.

Ren Shaoyang shook his head, flicked his left hand, and the silk thread, shimmering with blue light, was stored in his ring. He continued walking up the mountain, step by step.

After turning past a rocky outcrop, a tall tree lay across the road, blocking our path.

This large tree, with its lush foliage and trunk large enough for two or three people to encircle it, was now lying across the road. Numerous fist marks marred its bark, and the broken ends were twisted—it had been smashed in half by a fist!
Ren Shaoyang glanced over and saw a very burly man standing behind a tree, silently watching him.

"For the sake of the bigger picture, you can't go up there." As the man spoke, he broke off a piece of thorn and ate it bite by bite.

Ren Shaoyang watched him chew and couldn't help but ask, "Is it tasty? Doesn't it prick your mouth?"

The man's voice was cold and stern, as hard as iron: "If you want to eat it, I can let you try some."

Ren Shaoyang shook his head: "I'm just curious, I'm not a camel."

After the man finished eating the thorns, he slowly swallowed them and said coldly, "Alright, I'm done eating. You should die now."

Ren Shaoyang looked at his fists and nodded, saying, "Are you Gu Tiesan, the 'Divine Fist' of the 'Six Harmonies Azure Dragon'?"

The man nodded and said, "He's also the invincible Gu Laosan!"

"Who's stronger, you or Iron Hand?"

Without a second thought, Gu Tiesan sneered, "I can kill him just as easily as I killed you!"

Ren Shaoyang was silent for a moment, then took a sip of his drink, burped, and said, "Are you bragging?"

Gu Tiesan's face darkened, and he lunged forward, delivering a powerful punch to Ren Shaoyang's left chest.

Ren Shaoyang's ponytail was whipped like a banner by the fierce wind of the punch, but he shouted, "Well done!" He didn't draw his sword, but slightly turned his body, his sleeves spread wide, covering the incoming punch.

Gu Tiesan felt a great force on his fist, and his punch immediately went astray.

Ren Shaoyang spread his feet apart, assumed a horse stance, and unleashed a powerful punch, like a mighty river rushing forth, flowing a thousand miles in one go.

Benedict!
With both fists clasped together, a fierce wind howled and an overwhelming force surged forth.

Gu Tiesan yelled and fell more than ten feet away as if his feet didn't touch the ground.

Ren Shaoyang covered him with his sleeve again, and with a gentle pull, brought Gu Tiesan back, shouting, "It's not over yet!"

He took a step forward, covering the two-zhang distance in one stride, and then threw another punch.

Having nowhere to dodge, Gu Tiesan could only hurriedly meet the attack with his fist.

boom!
A strong wind blew, and Gu Tiesan felt as if his body was about to fall apart. He staggered back a few steps, but was tripped by a big tree and fell to the ground.

When his face flushed red and then turned pale, he leaned against a tree to get up.

Then Ren Shaoyang shouted, "Again!" Before the shout had even faded, a punch had already landed on the tree trunk.

Gu Tiesan was already teetering on the brink of collapse, and had no choice but to muster his remaining strength and desperately block with both fists.

The two men punched each other's fists, striking the tree trunk.

With a loud "crack," the tree trunk snapped in two, sending tree debris flying everywhere.

Gu Tiesan coughed up blood, then flew into the air, screaming in agony, before plummeting down the mountain.

This man had been arrogant and domineering, but when faced with Ren Shaoyang's "Sumeru Mad Zen," he was knocked off the cliff after only three punches.

Ren Shaoyang took out his left hand from behind his back, held up the wine pot and took another sip. He shook it and found that there was still half a pot of wine left. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Not bad, not bad. Going up the mountain, I can drink and chat with a master like Tianyi Jushi!"

Without stopping, he used his light-footed skills to quickly ascend to the summit.

At the summit, the Laolin Temple, with its double eaves and imposing presence, exudes a solemn aura, and voices can be heard coming from within.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and strode inside.

Two groups of people were seen facing off.

On the left are a scholar in white robes and a white-bearded monk with a dagger tucked into his back.

Behind them stood two men and a woman, staring at the opposite side with terrified expressions.

The scholar was as refined as bamboo, with a handsome face. He should have been very old, but there wasn't a single wrinkle on his face.

Ren Shaoyang knew that this person was Xu Xiaoyi, the Hermit of Heavenly Clothes.

The monk beside him was Zen Master Lao Lin, or rather, Lei Zhenyu.

The man and woman behind them should be Zhang Tan, Cai Shuize, and Wumeng Nu.

The people they were looking at across the way were, in fact, not human.

It is a god, or rather, a bodhisattva!
A golden statue, so majestic and solemn that one dares not look directly at it.

And this Bodhisattva is speaking.

He said, "You've come to the capital to help Zhuge Liang. I won't kill you now, but once you two unite, no one will be able to kill you!"

Tianyi Jushi said, "You should know my purpose."

The Bodhisattva said, "Who allowed you to run away? You have broken our agreement."

The Hermit in Heavenly Robes laughed and said, "I want to kill Cai Jing."

The Bodhisattva's face darkened, becoming truly black: "Then I will not tolerate your survival even more."

The hermit in heavenly robes shook his head and said, "I am not seeking revenge for my son, but rather to rid the people of a scourge."

The Bodhisattva spat and sneered, "You're letting Zhuge Liang seize all the power!"

“You know I don’t care about these things.”

"But everything you've done shows that you're on Zhuge Liang's side," the Bodhisattva shouted sternly. "You want to deal with me!"

Tianyi Jushi sighed, "It seems you have truly fallen into demonic possession, Fourth Junior Brother."

"Becoming a demon?" the Bodhisattva, or rather Yuan Shisanxian, said, "Cai Jing is my benefactor. He helped me when I was down on my luck! Whoever wants to kill him, I will kill them first."

Tianyi Jushi was speechless, and the scene fell silent for a moment.

Just then, footsteps were heard.

"Who?"

Yuan Shisanxian shouted loudly, and a loud explosion suddenly resounded in all directions.

The shock caused everyone to change color, cover their ears, and back away.

The explosions grew louder and louder, making the bowls and plates on the Buddhist shrine rattle and dust fall from the beams.

Just then, a clear voice rang out, like a spring breeze soothing everyone's worries.

But his words the next moment shocked everyone!
"Oh dear! If Cai Jing is your benefactor, then I'm so sorry, I just killed him."

(End of this chapter)