One person: I am Li Buren, I cannot bear to do anything!

"What's going on? Is it haunted?!"

Chen Jinkui and several Tantric disciples stared at Wang Ye and his junior brother as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

They originally intended to kidnap Wang Ye and his junior brother to threaten Wudang Mountain and buy time.

This buys them time to wait for reinforcements, and then escape together with another group of Tantric disciples responsible for gathering information.

"Why, why can't we get close to them??"

But a strange thing happened: as they approached Wang Ye and his companion, a white light would suddenly appear beneath their feet.

Then they will be immediately teleported to the other side of the mountaintop.

This applies to an individual, and to everyone and everything.

If they unleash ranged attacks on Wang Ye, they will be enveloped in a white light and then appear from behind them.

They dragged it out for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and they didn't even manage to touch a single hair.

Meanwhile, a small bird that appeared out of nowhere kept chirping overhead, which was quite annoying.

Among them was the disciple in Tantric Buddhism who was "born with the seed of Buddhahood".

He closed his eyes, and the eye in the middle of his forehead suddenly opened.

"There's a formation."

He spoke his first words.

"I can't break it."

This is the second sentence.

The remaining Tantric disciples panicked. The king before them seemed so close, yet so far away.

Wang Ye and Chen Jinkui both realized that someone was actually manipulating Feng Hou Qi Men.

"It seems this must be the method of arrangement that my senior brother was talking about."

"Truly amazing, he can use Feng Hou Qi Men without even showing his face."

Chen Jinkui, on the other hand, felt even more fanatical and jealous.

"To be able to utilize Feng Hou Qi Men Dun Jia to this extent?! This is exactly what I've always dreamed of!"

He finally couldn't hold back and started screaming like a madman.

"Li Buren! It was you! It must be your doing! Why couldn't you teach me Feng Hou Qi Men?! Why?!"

"And you, Wang Ye! How come you, you lazy bum, can also learn Feng Hou Qi Men! I am the head of the Shu Zi Men sect, why can't I learn it, but you can!"

"I'm going to kill you!!"

As he spoke, Chen Jinkui charged toward Wang Ye like a madman.

The little bird that Zhou Sheng had transformed into looked around, but instead of using the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, it let Chen Jinkui rush over to Chao Wang Ye.

Wang Ye had been frowning as he watched Chen Jinkui go crazy, but he was startled when he saw Chen Jinkui rushing over without stopping him.

"The clapper of the chaotic gong!"

Wang Ye immediately unleashed the Chaotic Golden Clapper, but it only froze Chen Jinkui for a moment.

Chen Jinkui also used appropriate methods to resolve the situation.

"See! I can counter your methods too!"

"I can handle this even before I've learned Feng Hou Qi Men, so I should learn it to truly master this technique!"

Chen Jinkui roared even louder and more desperately, and directly used the Six-Line Coins to shoot at Wang Ye.

Even with his trump card, Wang Ye couldn't withstand it and was sent flying backward.

Several members of the Tantric sect behind him were about to rush forward to help capture Wang Ye, but they were sent back to their original positions by the white light.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, shouts suddenly came from the entrance.

"We're up! We're up!"

The disciples were all taken aback.

"Did they find the location of the True Martial Daoist Treasury?"

Following the sound, they saw several Tantric disciples who had been guarding the entrance stumbling and running upwards.

Before they could run more than a few steps, several of them collapsed to the ground, leaving huge bloody holes in their backs.

A tall, elegant Taoist priest appeared, sword in hand, looking at everyone present.

Huiying appeared behind "Born to be a Buddha" at some point.

"The plan has changed. I'll use the 'Reincarnation Vajra' to send your soul to its final rest!"

The Buddha-nature frowned and said in a deep voice.

"It seems another physical body will have to be sacrificed..."

Li Buren came to Wang Ye's side, looked at the little bird that Zhou Sheng had transformed into, and spoke in a heavy tone.

"The ones below have all been killed. This tactic of luring the snake out of its hole backfired. All the people from the Tantric sect who came this time should be here."

At this time, Zhou Meng and the others also reached the top of the mountain.

"I can't bear to see this kid; he actually has some skill."

"We said we didn't need to lift a finger, and we really didn't."

Upon seeing these people appear, Huiying's expression changed repeatedly.

"It's too late!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a pestle-shaped object and stabbed it at the expressionless "natural Buddha".

Strange things happened.

The body of that naturally born Buddha instantly turned into gold and stone, its flesh and spirit gradually disappearing, seemingly stored within this Samsara Vajra.

"In this way, his soul can return to the samadhi of Tantric Buddhism."

"Damn it, did it really come to this?!"

Huiying was clearly heartbroken, and the Wudang members dared not make any rash moves as they watched him use this technique.

But they had already made preparations to keep Huiying with them.

An overwhelming victory without any doubt.

The remaining Tantric disciples all chose to fight to the death to buy time for this method.

Huiying was restrained by several people, leaving only the body of the "born Buddha" made of gold and stone and Huiying as the only living person.

And then there's Chen Jinkui, who seems to have gone mad.

Li couldn't bear to walk up to Huiying, who had already been subdued. Huiying stared at her fellow disciples who had all been killed, her neck stiff with disbelief.

"Don't even think about getting any information out of me. I'd rather die than tell you!"

"Smack."

Li couldn't bear it any longer and slapped Huiying, loosening her stiff neck.

"Did I tell you to speak? Who said I was trying to extract information from you?"

He looked at Chen Jinkui, who was equally distraught and had been beaten and was kneeling on the ground.

"Didn't you want to ask me how I knew about your plans?"

"Xiao Cheng!"

Among the group of bound disciples of the Shuzi Sect behind him, a little boy ran out.

"Xiao Cheng?"

Chen Jinkui looked at the disciple who always followed him closely with a look of astonishment.

Xiao Cheng neither flinched nor avoided Chen Jinkui.

"Master, you've gone down the wrong path."

Li Buren patted his head and looked at Chen Jinkui.

"I also have to thank your disciple for saving your life and for letting me know about these bald monks' plans in advance."

Chen Jinkui's eyes dimmed.

He wasn't insane, and his greed had subsided. The two Tantric practitioners escaped, and his mind was no longer affected.

He was just a little...desperate.

"So the more I try to practice Feng Hou Qi Men, the less I can learn it, right?"

The head of the "Shu" sect suddenly gave a bitter smile.

He looked at Xiao Cheng and reached out his hand.

Xiao Cheng instinctively tried to dodge, and Li Buren was about to step in to stop him, but then he gently placed his large hand on Xiao Cheng's head.

"I'm sorry, Master, you've gone down the wrong path."

"I almost ruined myself, you, and the entire Shuzi Sect."

"Thank you."

Chen Jinkui knelt down and kowtowed to Li Buren.

"From this day forward, my life belongs to you. You may kill me or do whatever you want with me."

"Please spare my disciple and my family."

As he spoke, Chen Jinkui sealed himself with a magic spell that concerned his soul and life, condensing it into a copper coin and handing it to Li Buren.

"If you'd like, take this coin."

"Feng Hou Qi Men is a technique for creating chaos; someone with my mind should never have come into contact with it."

"Many thanks to Master Li for saving me from dire straits; I was almost in grave danger!"

Chen Jinkui was now truly earnest, and he kowtowed to Li Buren.

Li couldn't bear to look at Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng also knelt down and kowtowed.

"Please, Master Li, spare my master! The Shuzi Sect is willing to be your weapon!"