I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

A desolate grave in the wilderness, amidst the mournful wind and bitter rain.

Sword Saint Dugu Jian sat quietly cross-legged in front of Jieyu's tombstone, like an unchanging stone statue.

Although his gaze remained fixed on the tombstone, his mind was already focused on all the movements within a radius of several miles.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the destined rival—Nameless.

Since today is the anniversary of the death of Wuming's deceased wife, if Wuming were still alive, he would definitely come.

Time passed slowly, dusk fell, and the chill in the air grew stronger.

Just then, a soft footstep broke the silence.

The Sword Saint suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes, and two sharp beams of light shot out.

"It's here!" he thought to himself, his sword intent instantly gathering.

However, as the figure gradually became clearer, the sword saint's sharp light dimmed slightly, replaced by a hint of doubt.

The visitor was not nameless, but a middle-aged monk with a kind face and wearing a kasaya.

The monk held prayer beads in his hand, his steps steady and deliberate, each step seemingly in harmony with a certain rhythm, exuding composure.

He walked straight to Jieyu's grave, clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and murmured the Buddhist chant, "Amitabha."

The swordsman looked coldly at the monk, but did not speak immediately.

He recognized the man.

The master is indeed worthy of praise.

The nameless man's closest friend during his lifetime, a highly accomplished monk with profound Buddhist teachings and superb martial arts skills.

After Master Buxu finished bowing, the Sword Saint slowly spoke, his voice hoarse and cold: "You've come."

Master Buxu turned around, looked at the Sword Saint, and said calmly, "This humble monk greets the Sword Saint."

"Where is Wuming?" The Sword Saint cut to the chase without beating around the bush. "Why didn't he come?"

Master Buxu shook his head slightly and sighed, "The nameless benefactor has long since retired from the martial world, and perhaps... he is no longer alive. This humble monk has come today only to pay respects to the wife of an old friend, nothing more."

"Hmph!" The Sword Saint sneered, his killing intent suddenly erupting. "A monk doesn't lie! Since you're Nameless's friend, how could you not know his whereabouts? He must still be alive! Tell me, where is he?!"

Master Buxu remained calm and composed, saying, "This humble monk truly does not know. Even if I did know, since the nameless benefactor has chosen to live in seclusion, this humble monk would not go against his wishes and reveal his whereabouts."

"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!" The Sword Saint's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Since you refuse to talk, I'll beat you until you do!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Sword Saint had already made his move.

Clang!

The Sword Saint had long since reached the state of having no sword in hand but a sword in his heart.

He pointed his fingers into a sword shape, and a sharp and unparalleled sword aura instantly slashed through the sky, heading straight for Master Buxu's brow.

Holy Spirit Sword Technique - Sword One!

Although this sword strike was just the opening move, in the hands of the Sword Saint, it possessed the power to turn the ordinary into the extraordinary, as fast as lightning, and impossible to dodge.

Upon seeing this, Master Buxu dared not be negligent.

Knowing the Sword Saint's terror, he immediately let out a low shout, and his robe billowed without wind.

"Amitabha!" He clasped his hands together and then thrust them out forcefully.

The Secret of Transforming Karma Through Cause and Effect!

A gentle yet resilient Buddhist energy instantly formed an invisible barrier in front of him.

boom!

The sword energy struck the barrier with a muffled thud.

The seemingly invincible sword energy was actually neutralized by this gentle force and vanished without a trace.

"Hmm?" The Sword Saint frowned slightly. "The Karma Reincarnation Technique? It's indeed quite effective!"

He knew that this martial art was a unique Buddhist art, which emphasized using softness to overcome hardness, borrowing force to strike back, and even turning the opponent's attack into one's own karma to counterattack.

"Take another strike from me!" The Sword Saint's fighting spirit intensified, and with a flash, he instantly closed in.

This time, his attack was even more swift, with sword energy crisscrossing at his fingertips, instantly transforming into a sky full of sword nets that enveloped Master Buxu.

Holy Spirit Sword Technique - Kenpachi!

The two sword energies intersected, forming a circle like the character "八" (eight), blocking all of Master Buxu's escape routes.

Master Buxu's expression was solemn. He stood on the ground with both feet and his body spun up like a top.

His hands moved in a series of mudras, and the sound of chanting sutras could be heard continuously.

As he moved, golden swastika symbols appeared out of thin air, surrounding him and forming a golden defensive barrier.

Ding ding ding!

The dense sword energy struck the Buddha seal, producing a crisp metallic clang and sparks flying everywhere.

Although he blocked the Sword Saint's attack, Master Buxu was also forced to retreat repeatedly, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground.

"Sword Saint, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. Why are you so fixated on victory and defeat?"

Master Buxu defended himself while offering words of advice.

"Shut up!" the Sword Saint roared. "My path is the way of the sword! My life is for this battle! If I don't find out the whereabouts of Nameless today, I'll tear your old bones apart!"

After saying that, the Sword Saint's aura surged again, and he seemed to transform into a sharp sword that had been drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed and its momentum unstoppable!

On a towering tree hundreds of feet away.

A nearly transparent figure stood quietly among the treetops, swaying gently in the wind, as if it had become one with the surrounding air.

It was Jiang Chen.

He used the "Transformation into Dust" technique from the "Transformation of Primordial Essence" to conceal his aura to the extreme, making it difficult even for a peerless expert like the Sword Saint to detect his presence.

At this moment, a faint golden light flickered in Jiang Chen's eyes.

Martial Arts Heavenly Eye, open!

In his view, Master Buxu's "Cause and Effect Transformation Technique" was no longer a simple move, but transformed into countless intricate threads of true energy, constructing profound cycles of cause and effect.

"Cause and effect, karma...that's interesting."

Jiang Chen's lips curled into a playful smile. "Using someone else's strength against them, the cycle of cause and effect—it is indeed a profound Buddhist technique."

Deep within his pupils, a golden figure was rapidly practicing.

The moves used by the Jin people were initially identical to Master Buxu's "Karma Transformation Technique," but as the deduction progressed, the moves began to undergo astonishing changes.

It removes the compassion and constraints of Buddhism, abandons the tedious doctrines of cause and effect, and retains only the purest and most direct power of "transformation of karma".

More ruthless in killing! Faster in speed!

In just a short while, a brand new martial art took shape in Jiang Chen's mind.

【The Formula for Transforming Karma Without Form】

Shedding the constraints of Buddhism, he roams the world purely with "transformation energy".

First move: Seize the opportunity and gain the upper hand!

The golden phantom extends its attack, not directly confronting the enemy, but instantly cutting into the "cause" of the enemy's move, taking advantage of the momentum to seize the initiative. The more fiercely the enemy attacks, the faster its own momentum dissipates, ultimately becoming weaker with each attack.

Second move: Chaotic Karma Seals the Meridians!

A strange wisp of true energy shot from the golden man's fingertip, instantly penetrating the imaginary enemy's body. This wisp of true energy did not follow the ordinary meridians, but instead specifically disrupted the "karmic order" of the body's meridians. With a single finger, it sealed acupoints, stopped bleeding, cut off vital energy, and sealed internal energy—four effects combined in one, extremely domineering.

Third move: Dismantle without a trace!

The golden figure swayed, seemingly disintegrating instantly into countless tiny specks of dust drifting in the air. The next instant, it reassembled behind the enemy. This close-quarters repositioning, almost without a trace, was the ultimate in unpredictable movement technique.

Fourth move: Change Fate and Reverse the Finger!

This was the most profound move. Facing a fatal blow, the golden man advanced instead of retreating, pointing out with a finger. This finger seemed to rewrite the "cause and effect" of his opponent's moment. The originally fatal blow, under the interference of this finger, strangely deviated from its vital point, and even turned around to injure the one who made the move.

"Transformation of karma without form, cause and effect are in my own hands." The golden light in Jiang Chen's eyes gradually faded, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. "This cultivation technique is quite a good harvest."