Let you conquer the world of low-level martial arts, what the hell is Journey to the West?

Chapter 383: The crying old man is shocked and Zhenwu is disappointed with his friend!

Jiang Zhiwei is very insightful.

After all, those who can step onto the human list are almost all geniuses among geniuses.

If Zhang Tian wasn’t here.

She must be the most important person in Xijian Pavilion.

She remembered the introduction of the Seven Swords of Heaven-Cutting that she had seen in the Six Paths of Reincarnation Space, and she vaguely guessed the sword moves that Zhang Tian would perform. She was extremely shocked.

Meng Qi suddenly realized, "It turned out that it was Brother Zhang who saved my life and my junior brother's life. No wonder I saw a star flying in the sky, and those guys died in an instant. There was not even a single injury on their bodies. It turned out that the cause and effect were cut off!"

He was filled with emotion, and was as excited as a little fanboy. "Brother Zhang is so mighty, Brother Zhang is awesome. Oh, that's not right. Isn't Brother Zhang practicing the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts? How could he practice the Way of the Sword? It must be you, the Sword Washing Pavilion, who led him astray..."

Although he thought the young knight in white clothes was very handsome, he felt that the golden-armored general, Erlang of the Yang family, was more powerful, especially the version in the Legend of the Lotus Lantern. Meng Qi admitted that the other party was a little bit more handsome than he was in his prime.

He was mumbling to himself.

But no one paid attention.

Just take it as a joke.

And the other side.

Zhang Tian has caught up with Monk Xuan Bei and Old Man Crying who were engaged in a fierce battle. Both of them are top masters in the external scene, but Old Man Crying has better magical powers and is at a higher level, so he suppresses Monk Xuan Bei. After all, he has practiced for decades more than Monk Xuan Bei.

In addition, Monk Xuan Bei seemed to be avoiding the important situation intentionally. He did not want to bring harm to ordinary people, and he did not want Meng Qi, the only bloodline of his family, to die. So he kept changing the battlefield, and ended up being chased and beaten by the crying old man.

Both of them are top masters.

In just a short while, they had already moved hundreds of miles in the battle. If the battle continued for three to five days, they would probably have moved thousands of miles away.

Zhang Tian did not take action immediately, but waited for the opportunity in secret. After all, he had just stepped into the outdoor scene and his cultivation was not high.

If it were an ordinary person with this level of cultivation, no matter whether he was facing Xuan Bei or the crying old man, if the opponent was serious, he would probably be killed in one move.

And Zhang Tian was indeed confident, only because he had inherited the Seven Swords of Cutting the Sky, and had already gained a great understanding of the First Sword, which was the sword that could cut directly through the soul.

When breaking through the exterior.

He also gained enlightenment and created his own sword of cause and effect.

He is carrying the magic weapon of Xijian Pavilion in his hand, and after his revival, he possesses the combat power of a celestial being. Although he is not able to revive yet, the power is far superior to that of the magic weapon, which is a great blessing to his strength.

So Zhang Tian was confident. He kept watching in secret and took in all the tricks of the crying old man, which was called Eighteen Beats of the Wrongful Souls. But the effect looked like using the Human Emperor Banner, attracting countless invisible wronged souls, which was very eerie and strange.

And Monk Xuanbei’s inheritance is not bad either.

After all, he was born in Shaolin.

However, he did not choose the Tathagata Palm, but another move, called the Moko Demon Subduing Fist. As he swung his fist, countless Bodhisattvas and Arhats floating on golden lotuses appeared around him, causing those wronged souls to scream and scream, showing a sense of restraint.

"What a great technique!"

Zhang Tian watched with great interest. Although he practiced Taoist techniques in this life, he had practiced Buddhism in his previous lives. Moreover, his ancestor was a master of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. He could be said to be a fusion of all schools.

His vision is still there.

Naturally, he saw the new ideas in the Buddhist teachings of this world and was immediately delighted.

“When I leave this world in the future, if there is an opportunity, I must take away the inheritance of the Tathagata Buddha and the Demon Buddha from this world and bring it back to the Wu Tian Buddha.”

“If we study this, when Mara Wu Tian escapes from the Netherworld in the future and sees the Buddha Wu Tian whose thoughts are both Buddhist and demonic, I wonder if he will feel the urge to curse!”

He uses evil thoughts even more than I do.

Which of us is possessed by the devil? !
Zhang Tian waited quietly for a while and soon found an opportunity. The sword in his hand immediately revived and a dazzling sword light slashed towards the crying old man.

This is the sword of cause and effect.

Even though the crying old man was terrified and used all his strength, with countless black mists swirling around him and thousands of wronged ghosts entangled in him, he was unable to stop the sword light from entering his body. He was scared to death.

But he found that he had no injuries.

Even younger.

The crying old man was confused, but soon he was horrified, because although his appearance became younger, his lifespan did not increase, and the cultivation and insights into martial arts that he had practiced hard for all these years were actually reduced a lot.

He wants to be younger!

But he doesn’t want his strength to become younger!

Then wouldn't all his hard work in practicing and all the suffering he had endured before be in vain?
The crying old man turned his head and immediately saw Zhang Tian's figure. After seeing the sword in the other party's hand, he was shocked and angry, and the ghost mist on his body became thicker.

It seems like he is going to fight to the death.

Just as Xuan Bei was concentrating and being alert, he saw the crying old man turn around and run away. He was blown away by the wind and disappeared in an instant, leaving behind only that sad and angry sentence.

"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. I will come back for revenge!!"

Xuan Bei: ...

He sighed, and used his Buddhist practice to suppress the wronged souls around him. Then endless Buddha's light enveloped Zhang Tian, ​​which was a gift and gratitude from the other party.

He flashed in front of Zhang Tian, ​​clasped his hands together, and was very grateful. "I didn't expect that less than a year after we last left Shaolin, young donor Zhang has already made a breakthrough to the outer scene. He really deserves to be the number one young genius on the human list!"

Xuan Bei was shocked.

He thought that Su Wuming had come just now, and only the other party with the reputation of the divine sword from outer space could have swung out that strange sword. However, he never expected that it was a junior who swung it out.

Zhang Tian sighed slightly, "Alas, it's a pity that my cultivation is not enough. If I had a deeper understanding, I could kill him now. What a pity, what a pity..."

His sword of cause and effect was created by himself through trial and error. Although it was powerful enough to resist ghosts, he still underestimated the ability of the Grandmaster of the external scene and failed to kill him.

Monk Xuanbei: ...

He was speechless.

I almost got angry.

I could only bow my head silently and say "Amitabha" three times.

The two of them returned to the inn together. Uncle Hong and Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief when they saw them return safely, especially Meng Qi. After learning that Monk Xuan Bei was his uncle, he cared about him even more.

Although he had no original memories or emotions, the blood relationship and the fact that Monk Xuan Bei was very nice to him gave him an inexplicable feeling.

Survive the crisis.

Everyone couldn't help but feel happy.

Today, Meng Qi witnessed the power of the masters on location, as well as Zhang Tian's incredible power. The Sword of Karma, which was dozens of miles away, made him full of complaints.

"This is really weird. The originally agreed-upon historical world suddenly turned into a martial arts world, and then a main god got in, turning it into an infinite world. Now it's turned into a fantasy world! Damn it! You have the ability to upgrade to a mythological world! Damn you!"

Everyone gathered together briefly and then left.

After all, Zhang Tian went there for the Zhenwu Sect. Although Xijian Pavilion and the Zhenwu Sect both obtained one of the three treasure houses of Zhenwu, they were all descendants of Zhenwu.

But obviously the Zhenwu School is closer!
There are even Zhenwu’s magical weapons.

There is also the inheritance of the true meaning of the Seven Swords of the Sky-Cutting Swords, which is countless times simpler than requiring one to comprehend it by oneself in the Sword Washing Pavilion.

"Alas, Master Zhenwu, how could you be so disappointing in this world? You have both the magic weapon and the inheritance, yet you have fallen..."

"Even my master's Seven Heaven-Cutting Swords only have three moves, and you are not as good as the sixth one from the Demon Buddha, who can get five moves! Where can I find the rest?!"

(End of this chapter)