“Demon Dao, you want to break into the door?”
With a simple sentence, Xinhui’s body contained golden light, and the shadow of a Luohan loomed behind him.
As soon as Qingyu answered, he would smash down with a Luohan fist, regardless of whether you said “yes” or “no”.
If you say yes, you are provoking and need to be taught a lesson. If not, he had to teach him a lesson for disturbing the pure land of Buddhism.
Qing Yu didn’t even need to use the Heavenly Son’s Lookout Technique to observe Xinhui’s state of mind, he could tell just from his cold, hard face that this man’s decision to strike was irrevocable.
‘That’s really domineering.’
As he thought this, Qing Yu steeply struck out, his earth essence incorporated into his body, his power soared seven times, and the two types of astral energy, pure yin and fierce yang, fiercely clashed between his palms and ground each other, creating the intention of destruction.
Yin and Yang grinding.
Xin Hui did not expect that the other party would strike without saying a word, and this was already considered a sneak attack. However, Xin Hui had also been ready to strike before, to strike first, and at this moment, there was no need to be afraid of being caught off guard.
“Humph, demon dao.”
Xinhui’s entire body immediately turned golden, like a golden man, and his rustic yet powerful Luohan fist met him with a punch without hesitation.
As the fists and palms clashed, strong qi was generated where the two sides met, and was about to burst out in all directions, but was then firmly imprisoned by the Buddha’s light that surged up.
Behind Xinhui, there were the two visiting monks, and after that, there was Pushan Temple. All around them were the incense-bearers who had never seen the terror of the True Dan realm experts, and although they were already retreating, they were still within the range of the aftermath of the battle.
With the bodies of these ordinary people, a little burst of gravel could have killed them, and Xinhui could not sit idly by.
After all, these incense-bearers had all come to contribute incense to Pushan Temple, and it would be a great loss if they died because Xinhui had fought with someone.
“Trying to defeat the Poor Dao in one move, Master Xinhui, how arrogant!” Qing Yu said mockingly as the corners of his mouth pulled out in a sneer.
Even if Xin Hui had made the first move, it would not have been possible to finish Qing Yu with a single punch; the end had been predetermined long before Xin Hui had made up his mind to make his move immediately.
“Hmph, evil demons and foreigners, of course the poor monk can defeat them with one punch.”
The golden light on his fist flashed, and Xinhui’s whole body suddenly glowed with golden light, his fist blade led to deflect Qing Yu’s palm, and then, he punched straight into his heart. A simple ‘black tiger hollowing out the heart’ was struck by Xinhui with the power to destroy mountains.
The punch from close range was swift and fierce. Qing Yu’s eyes flashed and he did not evade, as countless cold sword qi suddenly emerged from his body, forming a sword blade like a substance, enveloping his whole body.
Ten thousand swords returned to their places.
At the same time, the palm contained yin and yang, the five fingers combined with the five elements, the qi of yin and yang and the five elements converged in one palm, with an incomparable power, and struck Xinhui’s chest as well.
“Heh.” Xinhui saw Qing Yu and himself exchanging a palm for a punch, and smiled gently as his fist blade went forward.
“Kaz-”
The ear-piercing sound kept coming out, and the sound alone caused the two Knowing Monks behind Xinhui to bleed from their eardrums and wail with their heads in their hands.
The incense-bearers around them, who had not yet moved away, were even worse, some still fainting, others clutching their heads and hitting the ground.
After Qing Yu’s enlightenment of the Xuan Yin Sword Intent, his sword qi was even sharper and had the appearance of a Xuan Yin Sword Armour, its protective power and lethality were incomparable.
However, it was still unable to stop Xinhui’s fist.
“Break!”
With a furious shout, the fist shattered the protective sword qi with a bang, and then after an invisible Qi unloading, it struck Qing Yu solidly on the chest.
At the same time, Qing Yu also imprinted a palm on Xinhui’s heart.
“Buzz–”
“Thud–”
The different sounds rang out, but carried the same ending.
Qing Yu retreated three steps in a row, his qi and blood surging in his body, but he was able to block the punch after all.
Xinhui, on the other hand, was bursting with qi energy, forcing seven channels of qi energy out of her body and reflecting them back at Qing Yu.
With one blow, although they were both unhurt, the difference between them was clear.
Even after absorbing the earth essence, Qing Yu’s power was still inferior to Xin Hui’s, so a hard fight would only lead to defeat.
“Master Xinhui has practised the Golden Body of Arahan of the Great Zen Temple to the highest level.” Qing Yu stopped the churning of blood and said in praise.
Contrary to Qing Yu’s face, Xin Hui, who clearly had the upper hand, had a gloomy face, as if water was dripping out of it, and asked in a deep voice, “Where did you get the Golden Body Refining Technique?”
The kind of body protection method that Fang had just used would never be wrong, it was the golden body of the Buddhist sect, and it was also of a high grade, with a high level of attainment. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to block that punch of his.
“Master, this is not true,” said Qing Yu, shaking his head, “Tao is Buddha, and Buddha is Tao. Shouldn’t it be a matter of course that the poor Taoist can practise the Golden Body?”
“Haha, well, well taken for granted,” Xinhui laughed in anger, “I hope you can still say it’s taken for granted when you go down to hell.”
His aura exploded, Xinhui no longer cared about the bystanders, his body moved in succession, his fists blasted out in unison, countless lights and shadows overlapped, forming the figure of the Five Hundred Luohan, and pressed down with a bang.
”It’s working. All Luohans are pure in body and mind, and their ignorance and worries have been broken. That’s why they are so vain in their anger, and are so ready to force others with their weapons. Now I am using the power of my mind and my words to trigger the anger in his heart to break his state of mind.” Qing Yu thought to himself.
Don’t think of Luohan as an unworthy commodity. Arahant is one of the Four Fruits of Sound, one of the Ten Names of Rudra. It refers to a holy person who has broken the confusion of seeing and thinking in the three realms, and has attained perfect wisdom, and is capable of receiving great offerings from the world.
It is also a name given to a saint who has cut off all pa*sions and desires, is free of worries, and is worshipped and venerated by others. It is completely different from those enthroned lowly goods in the legends.
Although Qing Yu was a Taoist, he knew a great deal about Buddhism. Shi Zhixuan, whom he had defeated earlier, was the heir of the Four Great Buddhist Saints of the Great Tang World, and was more proficient in Buddhist teachings than the vast majority of Buddhist monks.
After absorbing Shi Zhixuan’s insights, these Buddhist teachings had become Qing Yu’s knowledge.
This time when he came over to pick a fight, Qing Yu was naturally not mindlessly rampant. Beforehand, he had done his homework.
The story of why Xinhui did not become the head of the Luohan Hall was also dug up by Qing Yu.
According to rumours, Xinhui was not selected as the head of the Luohan Hall because he was not only inferior in martial arts, but also because he had some problems with his state of mind.
After all, Xinhui was an expert nearing the peak of the True Dan realm, and the true dan of the Buddhist sect, the relic, was about to be practised to perfection.
Qing Yu had also used all his means to make him explode the fire of ignorance in his heart.
“Master Xinhui, let the poor dao add another flame to your fire. The essence of the earth, ingest.”
