Killing Monks

Only through this compounding of interest can four strings of cash become nineteen strings.

These days, Guangyuan has repeatedly checked and calculated, but he still can't figure out why Liu Daniu has to pay back nineteen strings and three hundred and ten coins.

He secretly asked Guangchen and finally understood how the temple calculated interest rates, which led him to this figure.

"You came here so late at night just to show off your accounting skills?" Nengzhi opened the door angrily, looking at Guangyuan who was standing in the courtyard with a smile on his face.

Guangyuan did not answer, but continued, "Although Li Kai is now down on his luck, he sincerely fulfilled his vow. It is too heartless for the temple to leave his son to die."

"How can human relationships transcend cause and effect!" Nengzhi said coldly, "Your cultivation is still shallow, and you do not know that karma is like silk threads and cause and effect is like a net."

"That child was born with an incomplete soul and a dark fate palace, which is due to the accumulated karma of his previous life, and he is destined to die young."

"Li Kaineng has been with him for several years, which has exhausted his meager blessings, which is why he is now destitute."

His voice softened, and he clasped his hands together, displaying a compassionate demeanor: "Now that this child's worldly ties are severed and his tribulations are complete, it is a liberation for Li Kai."

"With fewer burdens, he can accumulate good deeds and repair himself. The child enters the cycle of reincarnation early, cleanses his karmic debts, and may be reborn into a better life in the next life."

"This is the will of Heaven, which cannot be changed by human power, nor is it because the Buddha is not compassionate."

"Everything is preordained; to force things is to defy fate, and obsession is delusion. Do you understand?"

Guangyuan simply shook his head after hearing this.

"Uncle-Master, I don't want to hear any more about destiny and karma." He looked up at Nengzhi. "Perhaps I should send you to see the Buddha."

"Whatever your reasoning, Uncle-Master, go and tell Buddha yourself!"

"Hehe..." Nengzhi almost laughed out of anger at Guangyuan's words.

When did a junior disciple dare to speak to him like that?

"Disrespectful to elders. With Senior Brother Nengjue absent, his disciple has indeed become arrogant." Nengzhi slowly rolled up his sleeves. "Today, I will discipline him on his behalf."

Guangyuan smiled slightly and said, "Uncle-Master, what do you have to teach me a lesson with? Besides your endless talk of karma and cause and effect, all you have is force!"

"And I also have palm techniques!"

Before he finished speaking, he moved like an arrow, rushing towards Neng Zhi and striking him squarely in the face!

This palm strike is originally the "Flat Palm Subduing Demons" from the "Weituo Palm" manual. It emphasizes the internal strength and uses profound palm skills to suppress rather than kill, aiming to subdue inner demons.

But Guangyuan's palm strike was ruthless and violent, carrying a resolute determination to fight to the death!

"A crooked path!" Nengzhi frowned, parried the attack with a palm strike, and then slapped Guangyuan in the chest with his other hand. "Anger and delusion have taken hold of you, and you're entangled in karmic burdens. Wake up!"

Guangyuan neither dodged nor evaded, but instead took the blow head-on with his chest.

A sharp pain exploded!

Along with this, a surge of dark true energy erupted from his body, and his eyes instantly turned blood red.

That was the "Karma Subduing Demon Skill" that had long since changed!

At this moment, his face was contorted with rage, his body was covered in black true energy, and his eyes were bloodshot. He did not look like a Buddhist practitioner, but rather a demon!

The double pain caused blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth, but it didn't hurt.

True pain is a feeling of powerlessness.

It's the feeling of helplessness of watching injustice unfold before your eyes, yet being unable to change anything!

Now that he can use his palm to fight against this feeling of powerlessness.

Then, physical pain is no longer pain.

It was a reminder that he did the right thing!

To Neng Zhi's surprise, Guang Yuan flipped his palm and struck Neng Zhi's upper, middle, and lower vital points with three palm strikes.

He could instinctively protect his throat and lower abdomen, but his chest and heart area were wide open.

With a "pfft..." sound, Neng Zhi couldn't help but spit out blood.

A faint golden light emanated from his body; it was the "Golden Shackles Binding Karma Technique" he was cultivating.

The martial artists in the temple first enter the temple to practice the "Karmic Obstacle Subduing Demon Skill". Only after reaching the Hearer Realm can they practice the "Golden Shackles Binding Karmic Skill" and eventually break through to the Form Realm.

He has been stuck in the Hearer Realm for many years, unable to break through to the Form Realm, and is still a Hearer Realm martial artist.

He is now just like... Guangyuan at this moment!

Guangyuan, who held the advantage, didn't stop. He roared, like a lion.

"The Great Lion's Roar Fist" is another martial art practiced by Guangyuan. It is powerful and takes the initiative to force the opponent to submit or lose the ability to act.

To Neng Zhi's astonishment, the lion's roar was filled with murderous intent and violence.

With a tremendous roar, Guangyuan lunged forward, abandoning all defensive techniques and trading injury for life, his fist aimed straight at Neng Zhi's heart!

This punch, which can be recognized, is the "Lion Strike" from the "Great Lion Roar Fist," a series of punches that resemble a lion running and roaring wildly.

His mind raced, and he tried to use the "Golden Shackles" technique, which would protect his body with golden light as if he were wearing heavy armor, to withstand the punch.

But he forgot that Guangyuan was not a junior in his eyes, but a martial artist of equal skill level to him.

He's too arrogant.

The dark fist shadow tore through the golden light and slammed heavily into his heart, much to his disbelief.

The already injured heart shattered instantly!

He was suddenly subjected to force, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose.

"How...how..." He could only move his lips, but could no longer utter a complete sentence.

He couldn't understand why Guangyuan, who was once gentle and respectful, would suddenly turn on him and kill him.

He couldn't understand why Guangyuan had become like this.

There were just too many things he couldn't understand.

Guangyuan bowed slightly, smiled gently at Nengzhi, whose aura was gradually dissipating, and said:

"Uncle-Master, when you see the Buddha, remember to explain things clearly for your disciple. Killing you today is the karmic retribution for the seeds you sowed in your past life. It is the will of Heaven, and it cannot be defied."

Is this murder?

He felt no fear, no remorse, only exhilaration!

Sending people like that to see Buddha—that's the real meaning of martial arts training!

This is also the meaning of his time travel!

Meanwhile, Guangming, Guangfa, and several monks who had rushed over happened to witness this scene and were all stunned.

In just a few exchanges... Nengzhi Uncle was actually killed by Guangyuan?

"Junior Brother Guangyuan! You've gotten yourself into big trouble!" Guangming was the first to react, shouting loudly, "Quickly come with me to Grandmaster Huiming to receive your punishment!"

Would Guangyuan simply accept punishment at this moment?

Without looking back, he turned and ran quickly towards the outside of the temple on the back mountain.

Just as he was about to leap over the temple wall, a dazzling golden light shot out from behind him, sharp and incomparable!

It was Abbot Huihai who made the move!

"You wretched creature! Where do you think you're going!"

Guangyuan turned around and roared, throwing a punch!

When his fist touched the golden light, he felt a scorching and heavy binding force surge towards him, as if invisible shackles were being placed on him, trying to lock him firmly in place.

This is a manifestation of the profound realm of "Golden Shackles Binding Karma," where there is no place that is not a shackle, and no place that is not a lock.

He has so much to do; how could he be bound by these "shackles"?

His body was filled with dark true energy that surged violently, and his eight extraordinary meridians felt as if they were being torn apart inch by inch, causing excruciating pain.

But Guangyuan seemed oblivious, his eyes fixed only on the golden light that had imprisoned him.

Break it!

"boom!"

The black true energy surged, and the binding golden light shattered instantly!

Taking advantage of the momentum, he rolled over and darted into the night behind the mountain like a hawk. With a few leaps and bounds, his figure disappeared outside Jinjia Temple like a night bird returning to the forest.