The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

And what about Wu Chan? He had been practicing at Kowloon Temple since childhood and had also received orders.

So, what are you planning to do?

Wu Chan and Tang Lian exchanged a glance and frowned at the same time.

They had thought about this problem many times.

There has never been an answer.

Tang Lian stood up and cupped her hands in a respectful gesture to Zhou Huanzhen: "Please teach me, senior."

“Teach you? Didn’t your grandmaster already teach you?”

Young people should have the spirit of youth and not worry about the future.

Even if we cause trouble, what's the big deal?

If a teenager never causes trouble, is he still a teenager?

I understand this principle, and so do your master and the others.

At the same time, a temple not far away was radiating golden light, as if golden lotuses were blooming in the air.

The peaceful chanting of scriptures echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

Tiannu Rui also stood up, tiptoed, and looked out: "What's that?"

"Buddhist enlightenment!" Zhou Zhenhuan, unusually earnest, performed a Taoist kowtow.

"Zhou Huanzhen of Qingcheng respectfully bids farewell to Master Wangyou!"

Wu Chan seemed to have thought of something, and tears streamed down his face.

He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed heavily in the direction of the Buddha's light.

"Disciple Wu Chan respectfully sees my master off to the Western Paradise."

Although Tang Liantian had a lot of questions, she still bowed respectfully.

Wu Chan cried for a while before getting up.

Tiannu Rui asked, "Master Wuchan, what is this 'exhaustion of defilements'?"

Wu Chan wiped away his tears and explained, "The six supernatural powers in Buddhism are the divine eye, the divine ear, the divine foot, the ability to know others' minds, the ability to eliminate defilements, and the ability to know past lives."

The attainment of the state of complete cessation of defilements means the complete eradication of all delusions and attachments in the three realms, and the freedom from the rules of birth and death in the three realms.

Simply put, it means that the soul is immortal, but coexists with the world.

My junior brother Wuxin is not a demon; he summoned Master's soul back.

Zhou Zhenhuan nodded slightly: "I didn't expect that Master Wangyou's Buddhist teachings are so profound that he has actually cultivated the primordial spirit."

It's just a pity..." It's a pity that it's only the rudimentary form of the primordial spirit, and has not yet fully entered the realm of divine travel.

Otherwise, one's primordial spirit will remain intact, and one can transcend physical death and become an immortal.

Of course, this is a Taoist perspective; Buddhism naturally has similar concepts.

Zhou Zhenhuan, who knew everything, knew that Master Wangyou had passed away and his body immediately turned into dust.

In fact, his current physical condition is quite similar.

However, he went further and deeper, and even if he gave up this physical body, he could still be as vast and free as a gentle breeze.

They are similar, but not identical.

Even if Zhou Zhenhuan were to undergo a heavenly tribulation, his physical body would remain indestructible and would not be so easily reduced to ashes.

According to speculation in the martial arts world, if Master Wangyou had fought against the invincible Master Li from the academy back then, he might have maintained a 60% undefeated record.

Many people thought that Master Wangyou had already entered the realm of spiritual travel, but now it seems that he has only taken one step in.

Achieving a 60% chance of not losing is not about winning.

"The people from Kowloon Temple have already made their move. You can go do what you need to do. You don't need to stay here with me."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chan and Tang Lian bid each other farewell, but Tian Nv Rui remained still, looking up at Zhou Huanzhen.

"Aren't you worried about your lotus?"

Tiannv Rui smiled and added another bundle of firewood to the campfire.

"With seniors protecting me, what do I have to worry about?"

"Oh? You are quite clever."

Why do you say I would protect her?

Tian Nu Rui sighed: "Senior's thoughts are not something I should presume to guess. However, Senior once sent a letter to Lian."

When in doubt, strike with a peach wood sword.

Did they foresee this day all along?

You just mentioned the phrase "acting according to one's conscience" again.

I know him well, and I can guess what he's going to do.

I'm too weak; if I go with him, I'll only distract him.

With me by my side, he was naturally at ease and didn't need to worry about my safety.

"And with the protection of his senior's peach wood sword, I naturally have nothing to worry about."

Zhou Zhenhuan chuckled and praised, "You really are a smart person. Since you're free, I'll teach you a little trick."

I think your Heavenly Demon Dance would be far more pleasing to the eye than that of the little monk.

"Heavenly Demon Dance? The Thirty-Two Secret Techniques of the Rakshasa Hall? Senior, you know them too."

"Oh? Is this thing difficult? I read it once and memorized it; I understand some of the tricks."

Since you are called a celestial maiden, this Heavenly Demon Dance is surely worthy of you.

The little monk is about to emerge from his cocoon and transform into a butterfly.

This guy taught Lei Wujie the Demon-Subduing Divine Power and Xiao Se the Heart Demon Guidance, so it can't be said that he lost the Rakshasa Hall's inheritance.

Now that I'm teaching the Heavenly Demon Dance again, I imagine Master Wangyou will feel gratified.

In Zhou Zhenhuan's opinion, the Rakshasa Hall's secret techniques only consisted of these three, which were somewhat interesting.

"Please teach me, senior..."

Chapter 53 Slaying Demons in a Dream

Tiannu Rui's figure was naturally excellent.

Her dance moves were also excellent.

He is not comparable to a handsome young monk.

Zhou Huanzhen watched the dancing Tiannu Rui, gently tapping his hands to the beat, and sang along with her.

With a gentle breeze and a bright moon, beautiful women singing and dancing, Zhou Zhenhuan was already three parts drunk.

Mingyue was there, Zeng Zhaocai returned.

The Heavenly Demon Dance continued, but a transparent figure floated up from Zhou Zhenhuan's body.

"It's been a long time since I've been able to daydream, so I'm a little out of sorts."

Zhou Huanzhen's spirit left his body, yawned, identified the direction of Jiulong Temple, and rode the wind away.

Amidst the revelry and celebrations, tensions were high within the temporary Nine Dragons Temple.

Dajue's tall figure sat cross-legged on the ground, like an angry Vajra.

However, King Kong's eyes are closed now.

With his eyes closed, he naturally couldn't see anything, but Dajue could see now.

I saw peach blossoms covering the mountains.

I saw a Taoist priest in a blue robe drinking wine under the peach blossoms.

Dajue asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? What methods did you use against me?"

Zhou Zhenhuan looked at Dajue in this virtual realm, his body shrouded in black mist, indeed revealing a deep-seated demonic heart.

Whether the True Form Array can reveal the true nature of things, he didn't know, but within his own virtual realm, it was a reflection of his truest mind.

Zhou Zhen shook his head: "Dajue, according to age, I should call you senior."

Unfortunately, because of your master's death, you took your anger out on a child and even had murderous thoughts. Now your inner demons have taken hold and are difficult to reverse.

Oh, Great Awakening, you have cultivated Buddhism for so many years, yet you are like a fool who has never heard of Buddhist principles or recited Buddhist scriptures.

Unable to awaken or attain enlightenment, they fall into the Avici Hell, their thoughts incessant, demonic ideas rampant, their minds and bodies disturbed by greed, anger, ignorance, and murder, their six senses impure, willingly driven by their inner demons, drowning in the sea of ​​suffering until death.

"Is this how you face your master?"

"Shut up! What do you know? Everything I've done is for the sake of all living beings!"

"You're in cahoots with that demon brat! Today, I, the Buddha, will kill you too!"

The illusory realm created by Zhou Huanzhen's primordial spirit was originally a reflection of his state of mind. Half of the peach blossoms in the sky were instantly dyed black.

The blackness was visibly surging towards him.

The image of Dajue has also been completely transformed into a six-armed demon.

Zhou Zhen remained unmoved, watching Da Jue writhe wildly with his six arms, which seemed capable of tearing through space, accompanied by raging demonic flames.

"Tsk, it does look rather intimidating."

Is this the phantom of your inner demons? How strange, I thought it would be a black Buddha image.

So, where did this image come from? Was it something he imagined? Or was there really an invasion by extraterrestrial demons?

Zhou Zhenhuan looked up at the sky; the attack from the six-armed demon was already upon him.

He yawned, exhaled a breath, and the entire space seemed to shatter instantly.

The six-armed demon stared in astonishment, finding it hard to believe as its body gradually turned to dust and finally vanished completely.

"The Buddha suppressed the Heavenly Demoness and left behind the Heavenly Demon Dance, so the extraterrestrial demons really have some kind of connection with Buddhism?"

Zhou Zhen scratched his head; this problem was truly a headache.

It felt like it involved a power beyond this world.

In the past, there were immortals descending to this world, but they seem to have disappeared in recent years. Even the Heavenly Dao has been almost completely destroyed.

Now I need to do my part to make up for it.

I have a feeling that there's some kind of connection behind all of this.

"After finishing the fight, I wonder how much strength Dajue will still have after losing the support of his inner demons."

"Forget it, that's for those kids to worry about. Finding a place to sleep is the important thing."

Everything happened silently. Even Dajue himself felt a momentary daze, but his murderous intent weakened by seven-tenths.

The monks of Kowloon Temple have already set up an array of Arhat images.

This is Kowloon Temple's signature skill.

Buddhist teachings state that the true form, also known as the great form, possesses eight abilities. Therefore, the Arhat True Form Formation is composed of eight Arhat masters.

When dispersed, it can be broken down into eight formations; when gathered, it can generate two or three of each other, arranging and combining them to represent the idea of ​​being without birth or death, and being perpetually reborn.

Therefore, once you enter the True Formation Formation, you will no longer face just eight monks, but also their endless combined attacks.

With the Eight Arhats united, even the Heavenly Demon cannot break them.

It is said that even demons will reveal their true forms when they enter this formation, thus this formation is truly an unparalleled magic-destroying technique.

However, this formation is not meant to destroy the Heavenly Demon, but a little monk.

A handsome young monk.

Because they believed that this young monk was a demon, the root of all chaos in the martial world.

The young monk wasn't alone; he had at least a few friends.