Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

The Golden Crow Heart Essence is extremely poisonous to these ferocious creatures. Once they come into contact with it, they are backfired by the extreme yang power. Other ferocious creatures, upon discovering the extreme yang aura on the other party, will attack together.

The Queen Consort of Chu, watching these scenes, almost forgot to breathe, and exclaimed in astonishment:

"What a crazy world... Mingkong, where are we going, wandering aimlessly like this?"

"We need to find Buddhist monks. In the intelligence sent to Tianya City, it was mentioned that chanting sounds were heard in the Abyss. It should have stopped for now. Also, the appearance of the previous generation of Xiling soldiers was not quite normal."

They didn't have a core of extreme yin after they died, which is very strange; it's as if they appeared out of thin air. Fortunately, these soldiers left footprints; following the footprints should reveal where they came from.

The previous wave of ferocious creatures from the Abyss had already finished their battle. The skeletal soldiers had been reduced to dust and vanished without a trace. However, the torn ferocious plant had left behind an extremely yin core, but it was too small and weak, and it was destroyed the moment it came into contact with the Golden Crow's Heart Essence.

Even these miscellaneous plants can produce a core, so why shouldn't the skeletal soldiers who retain their combat skills from their previous lives do?

That means these skeletal soldiers don't belong to the Abyss creatures; they just happened to appear here.

Following the footsteps left by the skeletal soldiers upstream, we took two detours before the direction of the footsteps finally became clear.

These scattered footprints became dense and converged. Thinking in reverse, this means that these skeletal soldiers all came from roughly the same place, and then gradually dispersed and moved around. Some went deeper into the abyss, while others went to the outer perimeter and appeared near the border, where they were discovered by soldiers and scouts.

"Is the gathering of these former Xiling soldiers a sign of summoning? Are the Buddhists trying to summon the former Xiling soldiers here?" Chu Mingkong murmured.

The situation is getting more and more confusing. What use are these bald monks to create these uncontrollable skeletal soldiers? Are they planning to summon the former King of Chu as a heroic spirit to fight the Holy Grail War?

If someone were to actually attempt something akin to digging up someone's ancestral graves and messing with their ancestors, Chu Mingkong would have no choice but to retaliate in kind and see if he could summon the monks' mothers to invest in them and become shareholders.

Lost in thought, Chu Mingkong's attention was drawn back by the obvious weakening of the Extreme Yang Barrier. He then noticed that Princess Chu was not in good condition and quickly helped her up.

"Mother, are you alright? Did you exhaust too much of your Yang energy?"

The stunningly beautiful woman was voluptuous and graceful. Her expression of pursing her lips and shaking her head tugged at Chu Mingkong's heartstrings. She said anxiously:

"My Yang energy is abundant, but for some reason, I can no longer create a barrier of the same level as before; it feels like my power has dissipated..."

This is a big problem. Chu Mingkong can move around freely here for a period of time, but Princess Chu cannot. There must be an extremely yang barrier to separate the extremely yin energy.

Moreover, as the investigation progressed further, the extreme yin energy here became much stronger than that of the border region, and the weakened extreme yang barrier could not withstand the pressure for long.

Chu Mingkong calculated the time and vaguely realized the problem—the killing power brought by the "Mysterious Maiden Scripture" disappeared around this time!

That's why the Queen Consort of Chu felt that her powers had suddenly "dissipated" and she had become weaker...

Damn it! Even the Abyss is forcing me to do such a rebellious thing. What a dangerous place!

"Little Pheasant, I know how to solve this problem..."

Chu Mingkong hugged Princess Chu, and the woman realized what he was about to do and turned pale with panic.

"Wait! This is the Abyss! It's the wilderness!"

Chapter 250 I love you, but you're the only one who didn't understand.

No one should rashly leap into any of the fissures in the Abyss; that would be tantamount to finding one's own coffin. No one knows how deep a seemingly ordinary fissure might be, or whether it harbors an unusually dense abyssal aura.

These days, the Buddhist sect has sent monks specializing in earth-attribute spiritual energy to dig here. They started digging a tunnel from a safe area and dug all the way to the pre-surveyed Abyss Crevice, where they carved out an underground space to be used as a workshop for forging weapons.

An unexpected incident occurred: they accidentally dug up the rear of a lurking abyssal beast. The hasty battle resulted in some casualties, but fortunately, it did not affect the overall situation.

“Protector of Wrath, the Asura Divine Weapon is nearing completion. May I reforge the Xiling Ancient King’s Tomb Seal? The previous accident has already proven that we are capable of dealing with it. As long as we are not exposed to those skeletal soldiers, they will disperse on their own.”

The speaker held a square jade seal in one hand. The surface of the royal seal had dark corrosion marks, traces left from when it was placed in the Abyss Rift. Ordinary objects, let alone being refined in the Abyss Rift, would hardly last more than a few breaths if a piece of mud were simply placed on top of the rift. The fact that this royal seal could be refined in the Abyss Rift already demonstrated its extraordinary nature.

It represents far more than just a key to a noble royal tomb.

The masked man held the royal seal in his palm, intending to remind Nusheng that something was indeed sealed within the ancient royal tomb.

But the Dharma Protector was unmoved. He had severed the afflictions of greed and delusion, and the temptation of this secret and treasure had no effect on him. He could only see clearly what he wanted to do.

“No, I gave you a chance before, but your Royal Seal almost ruined everything and affected the forging of the divine weapon. Even if you feel you have a sure chance, I will not let you affect the completion of the divine weapon again.”

What I gave you before was a chance to succeed, not a trial-and-error attempt. Everything is predestined. Your failure once means you are not destined for it, and you will fail a second time. If you are in a hurry to refine it, please open up the underground space yourself.

In terms of status, the masked man is higher than the angry monk, but the angry monk is the protector of the Asura King and only obeys the Asura King. No matter how high or strong other people are, they cannot shake his position in the slightest.

The masked man remained silent, sighing inwardly that this angry monk truly showed no mercy or tolerance.

Creating an underground space sounds easy, but the probability of accidents is too high. By the time he finishes digging another space to connect with the fissure in the ground, the divine weapon here will probably be finished and ready for him to use, which would mean all his efforts were in vain.

“I believe that fate is something we must strive for, not something predetermined. Just like the Vajra Prajna Palm, even though I don’t understand Buddhism, I can still master Buddhist martial arts and comprehend the Prajna Power. This is the fate that I have earned through hard work.”

Is this about discussing Buddhist teachings?

The busy monks did not stop their work, but they listened attentively to see how the wrathful protector would respond.

Buddhism teaches that everything is predestined. Monks recite the mantra countless times every day, but they still encounter things that are difficult to understand. For example, the abbot who introduced them to Buddhism would say that they should first study the Heart Sutra and then learn Buddhist martial arts. Only when the heart has the Dharma can the martial arts skills be improved to a higher level.

But the masked man was a counterexample, practically slapping the old monks in the face.

The angry monk kept his eyes closed and did not open them, so everyone thought he was silent and did not want to pay attention to the masked man anymore.

After a long while, the angry monk suddenly spoke up and said, "This is not your destiny."

The monks looked over and saw that Monk Nusheng's eyes were narrowed to a slit, and a faint golden light emanated from the slit, as if he were seeing through the mysterious and intangible fate.

Nu Sheng said calmly:

"The beginning and end of a cause and condition depend on a single thought. Cause and condition are created by people and destroyed by the Way. The cause and condition that you comprehend Buddhist martial arts was indeed created by you, but this is not your cause and condition, but the cause and condition of blood. The father stole the essence blood, and the son stole the martial tendons. Why do this? It seems to be a cause and condition, but in fact it is a debt. Debts must be repaid."

The atmosphere around the masked man suddenly became tense. The monks composed themselves and pretended not to notice, while the angry monk ignored them, closed his squinted eyes, and focused on forging the Asura Divine Weapon again.

To be precise, it's about removing the "filth" from the Asura Divine Weapon, washing away its impurities, and letting it shine again.

The Asura Divine Weapon is now basically complete. The evil influences that were originally attached to it have been cleansed by the extreme yin energy. It only needs to wait a little longer before it can be taken out and sent to the Asura King.

A short while later, the angry monk murmured:

"It's finally done."

Suddenly, the clear sound of chanting arose. Trying to hear clearly which Buddhist scripture was being chanted, it was difficult to make out. The chanting gradually drifted away, transforming into supreme sacred sounds that resonated in the abyss.

Suddenly, bits of sand and dust fell from the underground space, a cracking sound was heard, and a section of the ceiling collapsed.

A figure fell awkwardly from the sky, muttering, "cnm, wdnmd! (I love you, but you're the only one who didn't understand)."

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Let's rewind a little bit.

Chu Mingkong was embracing Princess Chu and cultivating together to protect her safety in the Abyss.

The previously dim and weakened barrier of extreme yang regained its dazzling light, and then the golden color symbolizing extreme yang slowly faded away.

This is not a sign of weakening, but rather the Chu Queen's control over this power. Under the forced state of excitement and euphoria, she has reached a new peak and is unconsciously maintaining the extreme yang barrier, making the barrier disappear.

This is equivalent to a return to simplicity, seemingly nonexistent yet present, no longer needing the Extreme Yang Barrier to shine like a bright, glowing pearl in the Abyss, a realm far higher than before.

This is thanks to Chu Mingkong's tireless efforts in this dangerous environment to infuse Princess Chu with powerful and profound "Mysterious Woman Scripture" power, helping her to better control the extreme yang energy.

The more dangerous the situation, the more important it is to ensure safety! The solar barrier must be kept in optimal condition!

Without the protective shield... how dangerous would it be for the Princess Consort of Chu!

"Good Mingkong... Let Mother rest a bit. Mother doesn't want to cultivate anymore, doesn't want to cultivate so fast... Hmm!"

Although Chu Mingkong held Princess Chu in his arms, he still sealed her cherry lips with his. He suddenly heard a chanting sound, which made him extremely alert, and his body entered a tense battle state ready to erupt at any moment.

Princess Chu was shocked and trembled uncontrollably in Chu Mingkong's arms. The power of the Buddhist chant was immense, and Princess Chu's beautiful eyes rolled back in shock as she temporarily lost consciousness, only subconsciously clinging to Chu Mingkong.

Perhaps the commotion was too great, the chanting shook the earth, and Chu Mingkong's feet collapsed, causing him to fall downwards.

Chu Mingkong knew perfectly well the dangers of the fissures in the Abyss, and couldn't help but curse:

"Fuck you, damn it!"

Chapter 251 A Confrontation with Vastly Different Artistic Styles

Just as Chu Mingkong finished cursing in the air, he saw several large bald heads shining brightly in the smoke and dust below.

He suddenly understood. No wonder he hadn't seen any Buddhist monks after searching for so long where the footprints gathered. They had hidden underground. They were really daring to risk their lives!

After getting a closer look at the situation below, Chu Mingkong discovered that there were quite a few people in this cave. More than ten people had gathered in this gloomy and dangerous place. Even the weakest of them were wearing cassocks and had considerable cultivation. This made Chu Mingkong even more confused. What were these people doing in the Abyss? They had not activated the Extreme Yang Barrier, yet they could move around in the Abyss. What kind of ability did they have!

"There are only two enemies worth noting: the angry monk and the masked, cloaked man... Is he the same person as the one from Tianya Tower?"

Judging solely from their physical appearance, they bore a striking resemblance, but Chu Mingkong had only seen a distant silhouette and hadn't even noticed his mask, so he couldn't be certain.

But if it really is that person, then that would be incredibly awkward...

Princess Chu was still clinging to him. The accidental fall had happened so suddenly that Chu Mingkong hadn't had time to draw his weapon (meaning to draw his weapon and prepare for battle).

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the strange thoughts that had appeared in Chu Mingkong's mind dissipated. The hand that was supporting the Chu Princess's skirt produced a dust-free talisman taken from his storage ring. He gently tapped it and placed it on the Chu Princess's peach-white buttocks, concealing her figure.

Almost at the same instant, the monks in their robes chanted incantations, and several large golden handprints slammed down, making Chu Mingkong tremble with fear.

This is the underground of the Abyss, aren't these bald guys afraid of collapsing this place? In this cramped and narrow tunnel, Chu Mingkong dared not wildly swing his heavy sword around and stir things up this time.

"If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

Retrieving the weapons would give the monks a little more breathing room. Chu Mingkong supported the Princess Chu, and with his free right hand raised his middle finger, he used it to unleash the extreme yin fire spiritual energy. Being in the extreme abyss, the already polluted fire spiritual energy became even more active, making him feel like a fish in water.

This spiritual energy was compressed into a single point, and when it shot out, it resembled a line of black light.

The tiny, delicate object pierced through the majestic golden handprint, instantly burning away the handprint, which was tainted with the extremely yin fire spiritual energy.

Several screams were heard as the throats of the two monks were pierced, their faces contorted in pain and filled with disbelief and terror.

"Why can't my robe cover me at all!"

It would be a miracle if they could block it!

Chu Mingkong said in his heart, "Although your robes are all refined to be comparable to precious armor, impervious to swords and spears, and are also blessed with some Buddhist vows, you are not even willing to touch the extreme yang power. Are you really invincible in the world?"

This probing made Chu Mingkong realize that these people were not as he had imagined, having mastered the method of using the power of extreme yin; they seemed to only be able to move around relatively easily in the extreme abyss.

However, the masked man who resembled King Huai of Chu was different. Chu Mingkong knew that the deaths of the two elders were related to the power of extreme Yin.

Chu Mingkong flicked his middle finger several times in succession, killing those troublesome minor monks. Sure enough, a strong and extremely Yin aura gathered behind him!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black light emerge from under the masked man's sleeve.

It was a short, grayish-purple flying sword. Such short swords were usually refined into flying sword magic weapons for sneak attacks. The blade was wrapped in extremely yin wood spiritual energy, which transformed into wind, making the flying sword incredibly fast. In addition, the extremely yin energy could conceal the detection of senses to a certain extent. This was simply a hidden weapon of the kingly way.