The Devil Prince and the others were still staying over at Ziwei Huan, and it was impossible for Qiao Baixuan to run over here, so there was only one possibility, and that was that the people within Cui Ge Town had finally entered the inheritance ruins.
The stone chamber closure had begun long before Qing Yu arrived, and Qing Yu waited only a minute or so before the chamber stopped spinning and the stone door rose.
And in the stone chamber where the pa*sage had opened again, there were two people fighting.
“Sir Zhao, help me!” Bu Peng Yue shouted straight away as soon as he saw Qing Yu.
One of the two people fighting was none other than Bu Peng Yue of the Sword Dao Palace. At this moment, Bu Pengyue was in a precarious situation, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and was quite lightly wounded.
His opponent was a pale yellow monk in his thirties, big and thick, with fists and feet like steel, and his long sword could cut sparks into his hands.
When the monk saw Qing Yu, his face also changed.
Yesterday, Qing Yu’s instantaneous beheading of Li Qiu Ran had left a deep impression on all those present. This monk was also a spectator, so he naturally knew how powerful Qing Yu was.
It was for this reason that the great monk shook back Bu Peng Yue with one punch and fled towards the other side of the pa*sage.
“Can you run away?”
With a press of the machine, Qing Yu sheathed his ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Enlightenment’ and his body was like a stream of light, instantly sweeping across a short distance. The sword that had decapitated Li Qiu Ran reappeared.
The monk also knew the power of this sword, so when Qing Yu’s ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Zhaoming’ appeared, he knew that it would be difficult for Qing Yu to dodge this sword and turned back to protect his chest, neck and head with both arms up.
“Vajra is incapable of winning.”
With a loud shout, the monk’s body glowed with a golden light, as if it was cast in gold, apparently using some kind of hard Kung Fu.
At that moment, Qing Yu had already arrived, and ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Enlightenment’ cut across the monk’s upright arms, expecting to cut his arms and neck in two together.
However ——
“Kaz-”
A piercing sound rang out as ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Akira’ chopped and sliced the muscles like steel, but this was not in Qing Yu’s eyes, even real steel could not stop this sword.
“Huh?”
Qing Yu cried out in surprise, this monk had practiced hard kung fu to the bone, his hand bones, harder than expected, with the sharpness of ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Zhaoming’, it was even heavily blocked.
As he was about to raise his Qi and increase the infusion of true Qi, the monk let out another loud cry, his body was full of golden light, and the surging force crashed into Qing Yu.
Qing Yu subconsciously used his “Heavenly Diabolic Qi”, the Yin Diabolic Qi unloaded the force and the Yang Diabolic Qi recoiled, shaking back with a force stronger than the monk’s.
“Boom…”
The monk was instantly shaken by the recoil of the astral energy.
However, this was his aim.
The battle just now was long, but in reality it only happened in an instant, as Qing Yu swept away the monk and stepped into the range of the star map, allowing the mechanism of the stone door to activate again.
The monk was shaken away, which in turn allowed him to use his strength to escape from the stone room.
After he flew out, the stone door came down with a bang, blocking Qing Yu’s pursuit.
Qing Yu stretched out his sleeve to brush the non-existent dust from the ‘Ten Thousand Worlds of Enlightenment’ and placed it in the sword case, turning to Bie Peng Yue and asking, “Who is that monk?”
Before Qing Yu’s arrival, Bu Peng Yue’s fight with this unknown monk was in a beaten position, and when he asked Qing Yu for help, blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, so he was already injured.
This was quite abnormal.
Don’t look at don’t Peng Yue in front of Yuan Jian Yi like a brain-dead fan, but in reality, his strength is definitely not weak. Even if he was not as good as Qing Yu Yuan Jian Yi, the best of the younger generation, he was not comparable to a nameless monk.
In this inheritance competition, only one expert from the Buddhist sect came, Shiyi, and the rest, just some people from small Buddhist temples, could be cla*sified as weak chickens.
Yet it was from this group of weak chickens that a fighting chicken had emerged, beating Bu Peng Yue, a true disciple of the Sword Dao Palace, to the point where he could not lift his head.
“I don’t know,” said Bu Peng Yue, wiping away the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and shaking his head, “this monk struck as soon as he saw me, raising his hand to shake the sword in my hand, his hard kung fu was really superior. However, judging from the ‘Vajra Wu Neng Sheng’ he shouted when he just blocked the sword, he should be practicing the martial arts of the Vajra lineage of the Great Zen Temple.”
“Wait, what did you say, Vajra Wu Neng Sheng?” Qing Yu asked with a slightly raised voice.
Just now, when that monk blocked the sword, he put up his arms to block his mouth, so Qing Yu did not read what he said, but at this moment, when he heard Bu Peng Yue say it, he only knew what kind of hard kung fu the monk was using.
‘Tantra.’ Qing Yu said with certainty in his heart.
Qing Yu, who had received the Golden Wheel Dharma King’s enlightenment, knew a lot about the Buddhist teachings of Tantric Buddhism.
The Vajra of Incompetent Victory, one of the eight great protector kings of Tantric Buddhism. The name ‘Vajra Incapable of Victory’ should be taken from the Vajra Incapable of Victory Ming King.
Then, there is something to say about the monk’s identity. Was he a chance acquisition of Tantric martial arts, or was he an inheritor left behind in the Central Plains after the failure of the Tantrics back then, or, was he someone sent to the Central Plains by the Tantrics who had disappeared far abroad.
If it is the first or second possibility, it is not a big deal. If it is the third possibility, then I am afraid that the clouds will rise again in the Central Plains.
If Tantric Buddhism were to return to the Central Plains, it would certainly squeeze out the space for Zen Buddhism to spread.
If Tantric Buddhism were to return to the Central Plains, it would certainly squeeze out the space for Zen to spread. By that time, a dragon fight was inevitable.
“Duke Zhao, Duke Zhao ——”
“Well, what is it?” Qing Yu asked as he came back to his senses.
“Why is Duke Zhao here? When the vision appeared, I even went to Duke Zhao’s room to inform you, but I didn’t see anyone in the room.” Bu Peng Yue said.
“That’s what happened ——”
Qing Yu explained that he had been meditating and practicing his kung fu overnight, and due to the special nature of his kung fu method, he had detected the unusual situation of the Yuan Qi content in advance, so he went out to look for the source of the unusual situation, and to his surprise, he found that the Demon Prince and the others were entering the inheritance ruins at the source, and with the pursuit, he entered the ruins a few moments earlier.
Well, the discovery of the source of the anomaly was delayed by a few hours. So don’t Peng Yue didn’t know that Qing Yu had discovered a few hours earlier that the inheritance was about to open early, but instead of going to inform the Sword Dao Palace crowd, he and Qiao Bai Xuan filled the lake by rafting.
“You appeared here, so I guess Brother Yuan has also come in. In that case, let’s walk and see if there’s any sign of Brother Yuan and meet up with him.” Qing Yu suggested.
Bu Peng Yue naturally nodded repeatedly.
Let alone the fact that he was already a brain-damaged fan of Yuan Jian Yi, that unnamed monk just now had also knocked his self-confidence out of him.
It was dangerous here!
This was the most intuitive feeling that Bu Peng Yue had right now. In that case, it was natural to find a senior brother Yuan who could give him a sense of security.
At this time, the stone door had just fallen, and there was still some time before it opened, so Bu Peng Yue then Jiu Di meditated and tuned up.
And Qing Yu, looking up to check how many stone rooms there were, entered people.
