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

Chapter 352 Li Ding'an, I'm going to burn you to death!
"Oh my god! Buddha is crying!"

The woman with red sleeves pointed at the Buddha statue and called out with a smile.

When everyone looked up, they saw a face covered in tears.

Yong Xiyu seemed to have thought of something and gasped.

Ren Shaoyang laughed and asked, "Is it Buddha who is shedding tears, or the person inside?"

Liang Dou shook his head and laughed, "What does Buddha care about people in the world? It is people in the world who will shed tears."

Ren Shaoyang flicked his wide robe and laughed loudly: "The only person in the world who loves to shed tears the most is Shao Liulei!"

Damn!

The blade shot out like a bright blue ribbon, and with a whoosh, it cleaved straight down like a spear or axe.

The sun was setting in the west, making the room somewhat dim.

Suddenly, a crisp clang was heard.

Suddenly, a thin crack appeared in the golden Buddha, splitting it in two from head to toe!
A person fell out of the Buddha statue.

A tear-streaked old man, his hair and beard smeared all over his face, yet one could still tell he was a very bitter, dejected, and pitiful old man.

"Elder Shao!"

Yong Xiyu let out a cry of surprise and pounced on him.

Upon contact, Shao burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably, unable to utter a word.

It was then discovered that his "silent acupoint" had been sealed, and what was even more terrifying was that at least thirty acupoints on his body had been sealed.

Yong Xiyu immediately released the acupoints, but it had no effect.

This method of sealing acupoints is so domineering and unparalleled that I have never seen anything like it in my life.

When Yong Xiyu unleashed his true power, Shao Liulei trembled, but the power vanished without a trace.

Just then, a look of anxiety suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes.

Yong Xiyu turned his head and saw a blue star quietly hanging on the back of his neck. He was immediately horrified and remembered the legendary divine weapon in the martial arts world.

He screamed and darted several feet to the side, his voice trembling as he asked, "The Divine Sword Captures the Dragon?"

The blue star twinkled and slowly snaked its way back to Ren Shaoyang. He walked slowly towards her, and one sword blade after another emerged in front of her, looking extremely eerie.

Yong Xiyu hurriedly knelt down. Although he had never fought Ren Shaoyang, he was drenched in cold sweat in the face of the infamous reputation of "Divine Sword" Qinlong and dared not make any further moves.

Ren Shaoyang hung his hands at his sides, the blade of his sword swinging endlessly in front of him. His pair of bright, intelligent eyes looked at him and he smiled, "Where is Yan Kuangtu now?"

Shao Liulei suddenly felt a strange energy coming from the other person's eyes. Suddenly, his eardrums vibrated violently, and his body swelled up, as if he had gained ten times more strength.

He suddenly stopped and stood up abruptly!

Shao Liulei couldn't believe it, staring wide-eyed and exclaiming, "Your skill is truly amazing!" He then touched his own body, revealing a mixture of astonishment and ecstatic joy, "Just one glance at me and you've already broken Yan Kuangtu's acupoint sealing technique?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "Yan Kuangtu's skill is only half left, so it wasn't easy for me to solve it."

Shao raised an eyebrow: "If he were in his prime, you wouldn't be able to solve it?"

Ren Shaoyang said casually, "No, I can release the pressure point with just two more fingers." He shook his head and smiled, "It just requires me to go all out and not slack off in the slightest."

Shao Liulei looked at him with surprise and doubt, but the man was profound and imposing, with the air of a master craftsman. He slowly said, "I am Shao Liulei."

Ren Shaoyang nodded: "That's the person I'm looking for."

“Your sword and attire remind me of someone,” Shao said tearfully.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Speak."

"The 'White-Clad Sword God' from thirty years ago!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Dou and Yong Xiyu were both greatly shocked.

White-Clad Sword God!

This is a legendary figure they've heard about since childhood. He once single-handedly assassinated Cai Jing with his sword and defeated Yuan Shisanxian in the Battle of Tianshan, causing him to flee in disarray.

Even when Guan Qi was battling against the world's top masters in the capital, he shouted wildly, "Why isn't the Sword God here? It's so boring with only you guys!"

Now that they heard Shao Liulei say this, they looked at Ren Shaoyang with an unconscious searching in their eyes.

Ren Jianshen is also a swordsman, and he also loves to wear white.

Could he really be related to the "White-Clad Sword God" from back then?

Or is he the disciple of the "White-Clad Sword God"?

Otherwise, how could this person, who appeared out of nowhere, possess such superhuman martial arts and swordsmanship?

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly: "So similar?"

"Like, so similar!"

Yong Xiyu stepped forward and asked, "Elder Shao, are you... are you sure?"

Do you know where I was born?

"I, I don't know."

Shao stared intently at Ren Shaoyang, tears streaming down her face, and said, "I was born in Sweet Mountain!"

"what?"

Everyone stared in astonishment and turned to look at Ren Shaoyang.

With tears streaming down his face, Shao continued, "I was ten years old that year, on another hill, watching the great battle at Laolin Temple!" He stared intently at the blades surrounding Ren Shaoyang, "I will never forget such terrifying swords."

After hearing Shao Liulei's words, everyone stared intently at Ren Shaoyang.

Liang Dou stepped forward and asked, "Brother Ren, could it be... could it be that you really are..."

Ren Shaoyang smiled faintly: "I have never denied it."

Hearing this, everyone was quite frightened.

Yong Xiyu's face turned pale.

Shao wept uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.

Liang Dou jumped up in shock, not knowing what to do: "Holy crap! Brother Ren, you really are the 'White-Clad Sword God'? I've grown up listening to your legends since I was a child! How come you're still so young?"

Ren Shaoyang thought for a moment and said, "Logically speaking, I should be in my sixties or seventies."

Liang Dou asked, "You have a secret to preserving your youth?" Hong Xiu replied, "Oh, my brother found a freezing place and froze himself. That's how he stays young."

Knowing that Ren Shaoyang was not a liar, she unleashed her witch-like nature and began to tell lies without hesitation.

"Oh! I see." Liang Dou didn't think much of it, but instead asked with great interest, "What kind of place can freeze a person for thirty years and keep them young?"

“Uh, that place is called…” Hongxiu hesitated, then suddenly remembered a story Ren Shaoyang had told her, and a brilliant idea struck her, “That place is located on a cliff in the far north. The entrance is hidden by magic. From the outside, you can only see a large door, and inside is all thousand-year-old ice!”

Liang Dou exclaimed in surprise, turning to look at Ren Shaoyang: "There really is such a magical place?"

Ren Shaoyang did not reply, but looked at Hongxiu with a complicated expression.

Are you treating me like Indra?
the other side.

Yong Xiyu cupped his hands to Shao Liulei and said, "Congratulations on Elder Shao's escape from danger! Your skills are even better than before!"

Shao looked at him with tears streaming down his face: "Brother Yong, do you know how I've been all these years?"

Yong Xiyu shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Shao wept uncontrollably.

He's suffering!
He hates it!
The Battle of Wuyishan twenty years ago.

Zhu Datianwang was almost beaten to death on the spot by Yan Kuangtu. In the end, he used Shao Liulei as a shield to block Yan Kuangtu's fatal blow.

In that one blow, his head was flattened and all the bones in his body were shattered.

Despite this, Shao Liulei is still alive, and has lived for more than 20 years.

why?
Because when Yan Kuangtu escaped, he took Shao Liulei with him and fed him an Yang-Yang Pill!

This Limitless Elixir has the power to revive the dead and heal flesh and bones; it is the most effective way to bring the dead back to life. Even though Shao Liulei was seriously injured, he was still saved.

But even though the person has survived, they cannot escape their punishment.

It was still because of that Yang-Yang Pill that he felt like he had taken "I Love a Piece of Firewood" every day, burning with lust and unbearably hot. This drove Shao to tears, causing him to bang his head against the wall, smash his body against a tree, and even attempt suicide by sword, hoping for an early death and rebirth.

Whenever Yan Kuangtu saw Shao Liulei about to go mad or self-destruct, he would use heavy force to press all of Shao Liulei's vital points, leaving Shao Liulei to suffer the torment of his body alone, unable to even make a sound.

That inhuman torture lasted for fifteen years. The suffering he endured could not be described as hell.

Therefore, Shao cried out in hatred for Yan the Madman, but he couldn't beat him.

Even if you manage to paralyze him and stab him three times, you still need to deliver the final blow to completely kill Yan Kuangtu.

He woke up and casually pointed a finger at Shao Liulei.

That one finger almost cost him his life, forcing him to flee in a panic, spitting blood. He ran for over a thousand miles before hiding in Danxia Mountain.

Similarly, it was discovered by Zhu Datianwang and the Power Gang, so it could only be hidden inside the Buddha statue.

Now, after listening to Yong Xiyu's words, he glanced at him sideways and said, "You don't know how I've managed to survive until now?"

Yong Xiyu was stunned: "I really don't know."

Tears streamed down Shao's face as he slapped the ground hard, yelling, "Then you can die now!"

Yong Xiyu was shocked, let out a long roar, and swung his palm to parry.

Shao cried out, "Zhu Shunshui, you fucking die!" He then lightly flipped his right palm, pressing down on Yong Xiyu's hand, and suddenly slapped Yong Xiyu's chest with his left palm.

As the palm strike came, Yong Xiyu felt his breath catch in his throat, and his face was instantly covered in purple light.

boom!
Dust rose from the ground, and a red shadow flickered faintly.

As Yong Xiyu and Shao Liulei's palms collided, Yong Xiyu coughed up blood, fell to the ground, bounced and rolled, and in the blink of an eye, he flipped out the door.

Seeing Shao Liulei's merciless attack, Liang Dou couldn't help but wonder: "He is one of the 'Two Elders of Heaven and Earth' of the Yangtze River waterway, why is he so ruthless to his own people? Could it be that he has really been driven mad by Yan Kuangtu?"

On the other side, Yong Xiyu jumped out of the door and suddenly flew up, rushing down the mountain!
As he and Shao exchanged palm strikes with tears in their eyes, he suddenly felt something was wrong with his body. He touched his body and found a brocade box in his arms!
Yong Xiyu's heart pounded, and he vaguely guessed what it was. So, as he rummaged through the main hall, he opened the brocade box.

The moonlight outside was bright and clear.

Inside the brocade box were five wax pellets.

Three are light red, two are dark red, and they exude a captivating medicinal fragrance.

Yong Xiyu gasped, not daring to say anything more, and simply fled in a flash.

Inside the main hall, Ren Shaoyang glanced at Shao Liulei and let Yong Xiyu go down the mountain.

Hongxiu, on the other hand, kept playing with the panda cubs.

The panda cub beamed with joy, but a brocade pouch had mysteriously appeared around its neck.
The mountains were quiet, not even the sound of birds could be heard, and the mountain was shrouded in twilight.

Ding An turned and went into the inner hall, where the sounds from the main hall gradually faded away.

He walked along a long corridor, strolled past vegetable gardens, and arrived at a moon gate. He paused briefly outside a small house, from which smoke was rising.

Ding'an smelled a very pleasant vegetarian meal.

He called out softly, "Hello, when is dinner served?"

Ding An seemed a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "It's not that I'm hungry, it's that the little beggar is hungry. If she doesn't eat, she'll throw a tantrum!"

There was no response from inside, but the crackling sounds continued, and the aroma grew stronger and stronger.

and many more!

It's supposed to be vegetarian, but it smells like meat!
Ding'an realized something was wrong and quickly pushed open the door.

Then he saw an old monk dressed in coarse cloth, with his back to him, squatting facing the stove where a small fire was burning.

The uncooked white rice on the pot was as clear as pearls, with a fragrant aroma and thick, slightly pungent steam.

"Master?" Ding An called out softly.

Suddenly, the old monk slowly turned his head.

Just then, Ding'an suddenly smelled a very pungent odor.

No, that smells like burnt meat!

Ding'an looked up abruptly and saw a monk whose face was charred but whose clothes showed no signs of burning, staring intently at him.

The monk's eyes shone like fire, and suddenly he grinned maliciously.
"Li Ding'an, I'm going to burn you alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three small arrows shot out like lightning, aiming straight for Ding'an's throat.
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