Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 133: The Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon
The cunning rabbit still has three burrows.

Naturally, Zhu Ju had more than one courtyard in Yidu.

in contrast.

The Zhu Mansion was just a 'base' for him to come into contact with and integrate into the world of magic. He himself did not go there often, especially when traveling between the two worlds, he would not choose a place with so many eyes and ears.

There is no one in the yard.

Zhu Ju's figure appeared silently, and then disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Zhu Mansion.

Standing not far from Zhu's house, Zhu Ju's eyes showed some doubts, and he touched his chin thoughtfully.

"strangeness……"

Everything seems to be normal, but something always feels wrong.

The way of utmost sincerity can enable one to know the future.

He has practiced martial arts for many years and has mastered some techniques. Although he is not proficient in divination, he has already had some vague understanding of the so-called fate.

Danger!

The quiet and silent Zhu Mansion was like a ferocious beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to be caught.

Shaking his head, Zhu Ju slowly blended into the crowd around him.

…………

"Shh!"

A figure crossed the roof and fell into the narrow alley. Before he could stand firmly, two cold lights came towards him.

"when……"

"Ding!"

Tang Yan held two swords in his hands. Although he blocked the incoming attack, the wounds on his body were torn open again due to the force, and he had to take several steps back and take a defensive position.

"Old Zhou! Brother Qian!"

She stared at the two people in front of her, gritting her teeth.

"You choose to betray me too?"

"..." Brother Qian looked ashamed and paused slightly:
"Young Escort Commander, I'm truly sorry. We have elderly and young children at home, and we can't afford to flee to the ends of the earth like you."

"Xing Suanzi's death is closely related to Master Zhu. The Tiandu Sect will not let go of anyone related to him. You can't escape."

"This is Yidu. Even with the city lord here, the Tiandu Sect can't completely control everything." Tang Yan shouted angrily:

"For the sake of our past friendship, I don't want to fight with you."

"Step aside!"

Brother Qian was obviously hesitant when he heard this.

"Sorry!" Lao Zhou took a step forward and shook his head.
"The head escort said that we must capture you and make you a meritorious servant. Only in this way can we avoid being held accountable for our mistakes."

"Ah……"

"We shouldn't have followed you to become Zhu's security guards. We didn't get any benefits, but ended up in trouble."

As soon as the new elder of Tiandu Sect took office, he began to eliminate dissidents and investigate the death of Xing Suanzi.

Anyone who has anything to do with it will be retaliated by the Tiandu Sect.

Zhu Mansion,

Naturally, it is no exception.

While Zhu was away, they, as guards of the Zhu mansion, were also affected and implicated, and had to change their allegiance.

"Old Zhou, you can't be so shameless." Tang Yan narrowed his eyes.
"Although I don't like Zhu Ju, he has never been short of our monthly allowance. You know how your lives have been over the past year."

"Now that things have come to this, what's the point of saying all this?" Old Zhou sighed:

"Young Escort Leader, do you want to surrender, or do you want us to take action..."

"Shh!"

Before he finished speaking, a blade carrying flames and high temperature rushed over and headed straight for the two men's faces.

Sky-burning Soul-stealing Sword!

Burning sky,

That is fire.

Soul-stealing,

Pointing to the knife intention.

This is a sword technique with the artistic conception of burning everything. It is extremely ferocious and domineering, and every move can take a person's life.

However, Tang Yan was seriously injured and could only exert 30% of his strength, so the power of his swordsmanship was also greatly reduced.

"when……"

The two of them joined forces to block the incoming sword light, and Lao Zhou even advised:

"Young Master, stop it!"

"Be humble, and with the chief escort leader pleading for you, the Tiandu Sect may not do anything to you."

"Bullshit!" Tang Yan cursed:

"The injuries on my body were caused by Tang Qing!"

"Asshole!" A cold and stern voice shouted angrily:

"You uneducated evildoer, you actually dared to threaten your own father's life. I knew you couldn't be raised well."

"call……"

The cold wind blows in my face.

Thunderbolt Heartbreaking Palm!
The palm force was like thunder, and after several consecutive palm strikes, Tang Yan, who was already seriously injured, collapsed on the spot, spitting blood from his mouth and flew backwards.

"Shh!"

A rope stretched out from behind, wrapped around Tang Yan's waist, and pulled her back rapidly.

"Still want to escape?"

Tang Qing snorted coldly, the ground beneath his feet trembled violently, and he used the force to rush forward, crashing into the darkness with great force.

"Peng!"

"You look like the ghost monkey beside Ye Baici?"

"Since you're here, let's stay together!"

The Thunderbolt Heartbreaking Palm bombarded wildly, and the figures of Ghost Monkey and Tang Yan rolled over and were forced out by the palm force.

"If I capture you, Master Yan will surely reward me handsomely. He might even help me become a mage."

Even though one of them was his own daughter, Tang Qing remained calm and aimed his palm directly at the vital point.

All he wanted in his life was a son.

daughter?

Losing money!
"call……"

Just as the two men were about to die on the spot, a breeze blew by, and a figure suddenly appeared in the field. He just waved his sleeve lightly and dispersed the incoming palm force.

"Zhu Ju!"

Tang Qing's eyes twitched as he rushed over, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Although he is strong.

He is just a warlock after all.

Zhu Ju's strength has now spread throughout Yidu. His swordsmanship is astonishing and he is one of the best among mages.

"I haven't been back for a while. What happened here?" Zhu Ju ignored the people who escaped and asked:
"Who is Master Yan?"

"Yanshi is Xing Suanzi's senior brother, the new Dharma elder of the Yidu Tiandu Sect, and a powerful great mage." Seeing Zhu Ju, Tang Yan's expression relaxed:
"Under the pretext of seeking revenge for Xing Suanzi, this man captured and killed several sorcerers in the city, and even severely injured Senior Ye and Chief Constable Wei."

"Even Rouge Knife and the Mute Girl..."

She glanced at the silent ghost monkey and shook her head slightly.

"is it?"

Zhu Ju frowned slightly.

Yidu City is the territory of the Situ family, so theoretically the Tiandu Sect would not send a great wizard here.

Over the years, there have always been one or two wizards in charge here.

This time, not only did he send a great wizard here, he also ignored the Situ family and directly attacked the practitioners in the city.

what happened?
As his thoughts turned, there was no change on Zhu Ju's face.

If there is no need, he will stay in the magic world for a short time, enter and leave quickly, and will not get involved in the troubles here.

"Where is Fellow Daoist Ye?"

"Ghost market."

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Ghost city.

This is the territory of a mysterious great wizard.

Once inside the Ghost Market, one must not mention anything, a decades-old unchanging agreement. Fighting is forbidden in the Ghost Market; any grudges must be resolved outside. In the vast city of Yidu, this is the only place that can provide safety for those with nowhere else to go.

It is normal for Ye Baici and others to hide here.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was practicing the profound Prajnaparamita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and transcended all suffering. All dharmas are empty in nature, neither arising nor ceasing, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing."

Yuanding and Xinhai sat cross-legged on the cushions, chanting the Buddha's name. A faint Buddha's light emerged from their bodies, illuminating the surroundings.

Several wounded people sat cross-legged around the two men, hoping to heal their injuries with the help of Buddha's light.

As a senior monk of Longmen Temple, Yuanding is not very good at fighting, but his methods are mostly used to restrain demons, monsters and other alien creatures.

There is only one way to heal the wound.

"Well……"

As if he had noticed something, his voice paused and Yuan Ding slowly opened his eyes:

"Donor Zhu is here."

"Om..."

The tombstone was moved away, and Zhu Ju and his companions walked into the "cemetery". Their gaze paused on Ye Baici, who had a broken arm.

No one could have imagined it.

The tomb looks like an ordinary one from the outside, but it actually has such a large space inside, and even has quiet rooms and compartments.

It's like a house with several bedrooms and a living room.

"Everyone."

Zhu Ju bowed:

"It's been a long time since we last met. Master, have you left Yidu yet?"

"Mr. Zhu." Ye Baici's face was pale, like a piece of porcelain about to break, and he was indeed worthy of the name.

She was wrapped in frost and nodded towards Zhu Ju:

"You finally came."

"Zhu is used to being uninhibited. He often wanders around and never stays in one place for long." Zhu Ju casually explained:
"I heard about your experiences..."

“What a pity!”

He didn't communicate much with Ye Baici and others, but he admired them very much.

For revenge.

Although the group knew they were not strong enough, they still bravely took action and several people died in the battle to kill Xing Suanzi.

now,

Rouge Knife and the Mute Girl have also passed away.

Of the ten people at that time, only Guihou and Ye Baici were left, and both of them were seriously injured.

does it worth?
I guess only they themselves know the answer.

"As the Grand Master of the Tiandu Sect, Master Yan ignored Xing Suanzi's evil deeds and allowed his men to kill people everywhere."

"He will definitely be punished by heaven!"

One person cursed under his breath.

"This is Fellow Daoist Fuchen." Ye Baici introduced:
"Daoyou Fuchen and Xing Suanzi had a dispute before, and were implicated this time. The Taoist temple was even forcibly destroyed."

"Hmm..." Zhu Ju asked:
"No one cares?"

"How could I just ignore it?" Taoist Fuchen snorted coldly:
"Captain Wei has already gone to the City Lord's Mansion. We will definitely teach Master Yan a lesson. I hope Fellow Daoist Zhu will take action then."

Zhu Ju's expression was calm.

He came to the world of magic only to grab resources and increase his cultivation strength, and did not intend to get too involved.

Especially when dealing with a great wizard who has no chance of winning, it is best to avoid it if possible.

Taoist Fu Chen obviously noticed something and raised his eyebrows slightly. He wanted to say something but was stopped by Ye Baici with a look.

"Donor Zhu."

Yuan Dinghe eleven bows: "Can I have a moment to talk?"

"it is good."

Zhu Ju nodded.

The two of them came to the next room, and Yuanding gently rotated the Buddhist beads in his hand, and immediately a layer of invisible Buddha light enveloped the surroundings.

"Donor Zhu."

Set up a barrier to prevent anyone from spying, Yuan Dingfang said:
"That day, the donor pursued and killed Zhushan Temple Yuanle. I wonder what the result was?"

"Yuanle..." Zhu Ju said:
"Master, why do you ask this?"

"Amitabha." Yuan Ding clasped his hands together, a complex expression on his face, and he sighed.

"General Wan attacked Zhushan Temple. To eliminate the poisonous bees in the mountain behind, he ordered the mountain to be set on fire. All the scriptures in the temple were destroyed in the fire."

"I have inquired through various sources and learned that Yuanle secretly took away many Buddhist scriptures before leaving the temple."

"so……"

"I wonder if those Buddhist scriptures are with the donor?"

His face was hopeful and his voice was nervous, and he was obviously afraid of getting an answer different from what he expected.

Faced with the loss of Buddhist scriptures, the monk could not help but feel unstable.

"I see."

Zhu Ju understood and took out a Buddhist scripture from his Qiankun bag:
"Master, please look, are these the ones?"

The Heart Sutra, the Lankavatara Sutra, the Tripitaka Sutra, the Mandala Karma Fire Extinguishing Heart Sutra...

"Yes Yes!"

Looking at the many Buddhist scriptures in front of him that were more than a meter tall, Yuanding couldn't help but well up in tears, and stroked them with trembling hands.

"This is the Heart Sutra written by the holy monk Zhenwu. It is the complete seven volumes of the Mandala Karma Fire Destruction Heart Sutra..."

"Donor Zhu!"

He bowed deeply:
"Thank you for providing me with the Buddhist scriptures. Please accept my humble greeting!"

"Master, there's no need to do this." Zhu Ju hurriedly raised his hand:

"Zhu also did it unintentionally."

"No mind is the Buddha's mind." Yuan Dian Dao:

"It seems that Mr. Zhu has a connection with Buddhism!"

Ok?
This is unnecessary.

Zhu Ju's cheeks twitched slightly.

"Donor." Yuan Ding hesitated for a moment before saying:

"No reward is given without merit. These scriptures may be of no importance to others, but to the Buddhist community they cannot be lost."

"I wonder if there is anything I can do to help you, benefactor?"

"Oh!" Zhu Ju's eyes moved slightly. He had previously despised the Buddhist scriptures as useless, and if they could be exchanged for some benefits, that would be the best. He immediately asked:
"I've long heard that Longmen Temple is a sacred Buddhist site with an extraordinary heritage of skills. I wonder if I, Zhu, would have the opportunity to visit it?"

"Why not?" Yuan Ding said without hesitation:
"Buddhism is vast, and the Dharma cannot be kept privately. Longmen Temple has seven magical treasures, and donors are welcome to take any one of them."

"Well……"

"The Seven Treasures Magic Technique is the highest and most supreme method of Buddhism. I hope you will not spread it to others..."

"Master, don't worry, it certainly won't happen." Zhu Ju couldn't help but smile.

"Is there any method to temper the body?"

"This..." Yuan Ding was stunned. He looked at me with a strange expression, and even a hint of shame.

"I have been to many places and met many practitioners, but when it comes to the method of tempering the body, I am afraid no one in the world can compare with you."

"The Seven Treasures Magic of Longmen Temple..."

He shook his head slightly:
"Neither."

Zhu Ju's expression froze.

Is this the so-called supreme Dharma of Buddhism?

Longmen Temple is already the top holy place for cultivation in this world, but it is still not as good as the Disha Xuan Gong. I think the same is true for the inheritance in other places.

But he came back to his senses in an instant.

You were wrong!
The skills in the world of magic are mysterious and mostly related to the soul. They are not good at tempering the body, so naturally they are far inferior to the inheritance of the main world. What's more, the Mingxu Sect's Disha Xuan Gong is extraordinary.

"donor."

Yuan Ding thought for a moment and said:
"Among the seven magical techniques of Longmen Temple, there is a method that can assist in tempering the body, called the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon."

"This technique may be useful to you."

As if he felt that what he took out did not meet the requirements and felt a little sorry for the precious book in front of him, he gritted his teeth and took out another object from his body.

"This is the Buddha Eye Bodhi, a rare item from Longmen Temple. Holding it in your mouth and under your tongue can help you perform the Eight Sounds of Heaven and Dragon."

(End of this chapter)