Reincarnation Girl Becomes Immortal

A cold glint flashed before Blood Shadow, unleashing a blood-red sword aura that struck the shadow with even greater speed.

Threatened, the Black Blade Master had no choice but to stop, turn around, and slash with his blade.

The rough and scarred broadsword emitted black smoke, which clashed with the red and black colors but broke apart, turning into two colors of smoke that drifted in all directions.

The next instant, a sharp white streak suddenly appeared amidst the burst of black and red smoke.

The dark figure, despite mustering immense strength, still felt unable to withstand the attack. Just as it was about to be severed by the white sword energy, it shouted loudly:

"Master Yuanzhao! Save me—"

Before he could finish speaking, the white sword energy had already torn a hideous gash in his waist.

Xi Heng's white sword energy technique was learned from the northern battlefields. It is a slash that combines internal energy and sword intent.

Furthermore, her sword intent was much stronger than that of the previous martial general Yan Menghua, so the power of the white sword energy she unleashed was naturally greater.

The red sword energy at the front was just a feint; the white mark that followed was the real killing move.

Two different sword energies are unleashed in a single strike. The enemy can block or neutralize the first strike, but will find it difficult to withstand the second strike that follows.

The white mark immediately tore through the energy barrier, slicing through flesh, tendons, and bones. This caused the Black Blade Master in the air to suddenly stop, like a wild goose struck by an arrow. After a brief struggle, he finally had to fall to the ground.

The dark shadow, which had not yet flown far, crashed back into the courtyard. Its large and small intestines emerged from the hideous wound in its abdomen, like numerous blood-stained octopus tentacles of varying sizes, spilling blood all over the ground.

Xi Heng landed on the ground and stepped to the enemy's side.

The longsword, held in a reverse grip, was slightly raised, about to fall and pierce the round head.

The next instant, the sound of a golden bell from a Zen staff suddenly rang out from behind.

Just as the sword was about to fall, a golden staff suddenly appeared in front of him.

Clang——

The sharp sword inevitably clashed with it, producing a symphony of metallic clangs.

Xi Heng had never found the sound of clashing weapons so jarring, and he couldn't help but frown.

She tried to continue pressing down to pierce the skull, but the blade was firmly stuck in the staff and could not go any further.

It seemed that no matter how much effort she exerted, the bald monk beside her would use even more force to offset the pressure.

As a result, Xi Heng froze for two seconds.

"You really insist on saving him?" She flicked her wrist, pulling a sharp blade from the restraints of the other man's staff.

Immediately afterwards, the sword blade swung violently with his arm, pointing directly at the center of the monk's forehead with long white eyebrows.

The slashing sword was transformed into a thrusting sword, aimed straight at the enemy's forehead—

Just as the sharp blade was about to touch it, it was easily caught by the two thick fingers extended by the white-browed monk.

"No." Even with a sharp blade pointed at him, the monk maintained a gentle and calm demeanor.

"I'm saving you."

"Save me?" Xi Heng found it laughable: "You dare to ask?!"

The blade then spun again, withdrawing from the enemy's fingers, before suddenly transforming into a sword that pierced through the air, leaving white marks and slashes, striking straight at the enemy's chest.

The opponent showed no sign of anxiety, simply holding one hand out in front of his chest as he faced the fierce thrust.

"Amitabha."

Golden light suddenly burst forth, enveloping the man completely.

thump—

The sword blade clashed with the golden light, producing a bell-ringing sound, but could not advance any further.

Xi Heng activated his sword heart, but it lacked the penetrating and hitting sensation it used to have.

This golden light seems to be able to protect even the soul.

Or perhaps it is not so, but rather because the enemy before her has also achieved the realm of celestial beings, and therefore has a unique way of protecting against attacks such as sword heart.

"Benefactor, the sea of ​​sin is vast, but turning back is the shore." This person, though beaten, did not retaliate, but still spoke up to persuade him.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Seeing that this bald monk was determined to protect the Black Ling Blade Master to the death, Xi Heng prepared to kill him first.

He immediately launched two attacks with his sword, one upward and one downward, and then suddenly turned his body, raising the blade upward with momentum.

A wrist flick followed by an upward slash, then a horizontal turn—

Four consecutive sword strikes landed on the golden light, causing it to fade slightly.

Seeing this, the white-browed monk suddenly pulled his staff forward and pressed down with his wrist to stop the long sword.

Unexpectedly, Xi Heng disregarded the longsword, used the fire patterns on the back of his hand to emit bright light, and pushed his hand forward at the same time.

The fire magic erupted instantly, landing on the white-browed monk's forehead.

Taking advantage of the enemy's obstructed vision, Xi Heng stepped to the side and turned, using the momentum of his fall to arrive behind the enemy who was not shrouded in golden light.

He gripped his longsword tightly with both hands and immediately unleashed another sword strike that pierced straight towards the enemy's back.

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The sharp blade pierced two inches into the flesh, but then got stuck inside.

Xi Heng subconsciously shook his internal energy, intending to use the explosive force from the tip of his piercing sword to shatter the enemy's heart and lungs.

But when he slammed his palm against the sword hilt, the force he generated vanished as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

The girl frowned slightly.

The white-browed monk before her either possessed a powerful force capable of completely suppressing her, or he had extremely unique and powerful internal energy and techniques that could neutralize the force of others' attacks.

Either way, they are all quite troublesome.

If the defense is difficult to break through under normal circumstances, then it may be necessary to use the First-Death Sword.

Xi Heng thought he had few rivals in the world, and that even if he encountered a master in the martial arts world, he could easily fight back using flying swords, spirit stones, and magic.

But today, when I actually faced such a top expert in the martial arts world, I still felt a sense of powerlessness, like encountering a tough nut to crack.

Perhaps using the second layer of the Sword of Destruction as a killing move could defeat the enemy, but this would also greatly deplete her internal energy, requiring a period of rest to recover.

Furthermore, once she uses it, almost all of her internal energy must be used to maintain her body from collapsing. If she fails to kill him in one strike, she will be the one to lose.

Just to be on the safe side... I should save my game before deciding to unleash the fatal sword.

However, Xi Heng has not yet reached the point where he absolutely must use the Sword of Destruction.

Many thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant. She continued to circle around the enemy, thrusting her sword again from various secluded and difficult-to-block angles.

For some reason, the monk in front of me simply stuck his staff into the ground, brought his hands to his chest, lowered his head and closed his eyes, muttering incantations, without retaliating.

No matter where the sword strikes from, it will be blocked by a golden light.

Just as Xi Heng finished a combo and was about to unleash another attack, the monk suddenly asked:

“Holy Maiden, have you ever heard the saying: ‘Put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot’… If you have good intentions, Heaven will surely bless you.”

"You monk aren't here to discuss martial arts, but to preach the Dao?" Xi Heng twitched his lips, finally realizing that the other party didn't seem to have any fighting spirit.

"It would be wonderful if the Holy Maiden would listen to this old monk preach about Buddhism."

"..."

The sword blade struck the golden light, causing a bell to ring.

Then, as if suddenly frozen, it stopped.

Half a second later, Xi Heng said, "I can listen to you say a few words later, but first let me kill that inhuman thing next to me, okay?"

The Black Blade Master beside him had his eyes tightly closed, his face trembling and ferocious, as he circulated his internal energy to retract his scattered intestines.

Upon hearing what Xi Heng said, they immediately sped up their pace even more.

The white-browed monk shook his head and said, "Killing is the most serious of all sins; among all acts of virtue and good deeds, not killing is the foremost."

"According to you, I would have been a sinner for all time long ago." Xi Heng released his murderous aura: "I have already killed countless people. Don't you think it's a bit too late for you to come and advise me today?"

"That is why I have come to dissuade you, Holy Maiden, from wielding your butcher's knife." The other person then clasped his hands together, chanted "Amitabha" to Xi Heng, and continued:

“Your sins of killing are already extremely grave. If you continue like this, you will inevitably fall into the three evil realms after death and will find it difficult to become a human again.”

"After death?" Xi Heng found it amusing. "Have you ever died? How do you know?"

She has indeed died many times.

The other party said, "Because sentient beings in the world create good and bad deeds, they experience karmic retribution. This karmic retribution leads to six destinations, known as the Six Realms of Rebirth, which are divided into the Heavenly Realm, the Asura Realm, the Human Realm, and so on..."

She interrupted him before he could finish speaking:

"Even if, as you say, there is karma and reincarnation here, then I am their karma today—"

She had previously read some Buddhist books and knew a little about their concepts, so she echoed what the other person said:

"As a member of the Buddhist community, you are trying to obstruct their karmic retribution. Aren't you afraid of destroying your own reputation, blessings, and wisdom?"

The girl turned her sword and pointed it again, prompting the Black Blade Master on the ground to speak up immediately.

He did not beg for mercy from Xi Heng, but kept calling out the name of Master Yuan Zhao, promising that if he survived today, he would repay him handsomely in the future.

Hearing the noise, Xi Heng casually unleashed another sword aura, slashing at the golden light protecting the opponent's surroundings and producing a loud bell-like sound, finally silencing the man.

"Cause and effect are predetermined. I am but a mortal. How can I stop cause and effect?" The white-browed monk laughed and said, "Tonight, the Holy Maiden is about to commit murder here. I just happen to be here and ask the Holy Maiden to turn back and stop the killing. Isn't that another kind of cause and effect?"

"You've come here on a whim? But I heard you came to visit the former prime minister Cai Yuan. Perhaps you've received some tribute and are here to protect that traitor," Xi Heng said coldly.

"I don't know where the Holy Maiden heard such falsehoods. I came to the capital to oversee the repair of the Buddhist temple. I went to the Cai family earlier only because Elder Cai was interested in reciting Buddhist scriptures and asked me to interpret the verses." The man then put his hands together and closed his eyes halfway, making it impossible to tell whether he was lying or not.

"So, if I were to go to the Cai family mansion right now and take off that old traitor Cai Yuan's head, would you stop me?" Xi Heng asked.

"How could I bear to see you commit murder again?" The other party shook his head: "Turning back is the right way. If you kill again in the future, it will surely cause great resentment and endless trouble."

"What is the Great Resentment?" Upon hearing the word "resentment," Xi Heng recalled the side effects of the Bloodline Sword he had heard about at sea, which also involved the word "resentment."

"This old monk is unaware of this, having only encountered this term in the classics; it is an indescribable great terror."

"The Great Terror?"

"In short, please do not commit any more murders, benefactor." The monk said earnestly, "Your name is the Compassionate Holy Maiden, so you should show compassion, help others, and spare lives."

Xi Heng clicked his tongue in disapproval, ignoring all talk of great resentment and terror, and continued to retort, "It is merciful of me to kill."

The white-browed monk's gentle expression finally wavered, and he frowned, saying, "Benefactor, please refrain from speaking nonsense."

"How can this be a lie? Let me ask you, who is guilty of murder, the one who kills the other?"

"Disobeying the Buddha's teachings is a sin in itself."

"Is it a sin to kill for good or for righteousness?"

“This is bearing the blame, not being innocent,” the monk said.

"Am I guilty of killing one person to save a thousand?"

"guilty."

“Then I am guilty,” Xi Heng continued. “Since that is the case, I will keep the sin on myself and not let a thousand people suffer this sin. You Buddhists often say that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Can I save a thousand people to offset this sin?”

“Bearing the blame is not absolving the blame; the karmic connection cannot be resolved.” The monk hesitated for a moment before uttering a long passage:

“Bodhisattvas fear the cause, while sentient beings fear the effect. If you kill someone in this way, that person’s karma will surely bind you. When karma accumulates, your body will feel as heavy as lead, and you will find it difficult to walk. The cycle of karma will inevitably bring retribution. Every thought and action is karma, and every action is sin.”

"To eradicate the treacherous officials and powerful families who have caused the people's livelihood to decline, I am willing to bear this sin, to kill and stop evil. This is not only to save people, but also to show compassion to the wicked," Xi Heng said.

"What my heart desires, I will not regret even if I die nine times."

The white-browed monk opened his mouth but remained silent for a moment, then stopped speaking.

Although he was a monk who had renounced worldly life, he was aware of the reputation of treacherous officials like Cai Yuan among the common people; they were wolves, tigers, and demons.

The chaos in this world is mostly caused by these treacherous officials and villains who persecute and exploit the people, causing families to be torn apart and making life extremely difficult.

The fact that the Great Zhao is now engulfed in war, chaos, and devastation is partly due to these few notorious treacherous officials.

He could only say:

"Such killing and creating evil deeds will destroy the Mahayana teachings, causing one to fall into the Avici Hell, unable to return to the human realm, and even less able to become a Buddha."

"Does one have to become a Buddha?" Xi Heng asked in turn.

The white-browed monk frowned slightly, as if he already knew what she was going to say.