414: Chapter 23 Miao Zhen 414: Chapter 23 Miao Zhen “Boom, boom, boom.”
In the void, papers flew as Chu Man pulled out a snow-white talisman, igniting it with Primordial Power.
The Tao Furnace and the Blood-red Saint resonated with it.
A portal then appeared.
“Guest Elder Xie, if you hadn’t shown up tonight, these demons would have been slain by Miao Zhen…”
Chu Man sighed lightly and smiled, “It’s a pity that Chu is now part of the Demon Path, otherwise I would have liked to stay in Moss Ridge to see whether you or the Buddhist disciple from Fan Yin Temple is stronger.”
With that said,
she packed away the Tao Furnace, stepped back, and half of her body vanished into the portal.
At that moment,
a deep thundering sound suddenly exploded halfway up the mountain.
“Obstacles!”
Chu Man’s expression changed drastically.
She saw at the rain-drenched end of Moss Ridge, suddenly there appeared a figure in green robes, one hand rotating Buddha beads, and the other holding a Zen staff, emitting a holy Buddhist light.
From miles away, one could feel the warmth emanating from him!
From afar, it looked just like the sun!
As soon as the voice was heard, the person was also there.
With just one step,
the young monk holding the Zen staff had traversed several miles and was now only a few dozen yards from Chu Man!
“Divine Power!”
Chu Man’s pupils contracted, and she could not help but exclaim.
Fan Yin Temple possesses Six Great Divine Powers.
Mastering even one of them allowed for unrivaled strength in the same realm.
These Six Great Divine Powers, extremely difficult to cultivate…
The Buddhist disciples trying to rise from Yin God to Yang God are said to not need to “ask about the path” or “inquire within,” but merely to cultivate these ‘Divine Powers.’ Succeeding in two such powers means completely perfecting the Yin God.
The Divine Power is indeed one of these Six Divine Powers!
To shrink land into an inch, traveling thousands of miles in a day!
Clearly, this young monk in green robes is “Miao Zhen,” the leader of this mission from Fan Yin Temple for the East Crossing!
“Buzz—”
Miao Zhen threw his Zen staff outright.
The rain night was torn by the Buddhist light; the Treasure Staff, like a tide-setting rod in the air, roared and exploded over the short distance, dramatically enlarging several times in circumference until it loomed in front of Chu Man like a colossal pillar!
“Thud!”
Chu Man immediately summoned the Tao Furnace.
Dao Jiu clasped his hands together, his red sleeves fluttering.
This golden Zen staff, heavily striking the furnace’s surface, produced an extremely dull thud, sparks flying everywhere!
In an instant, night turned to day.
The surface of the [Tao Furnace], many of the Sanskrit characters were rubbed off.
Xie Xuanyi’s expression was subtle, not summoning his Lifebound Flying Sword, which was actually the right move.
As previously predicted…
Dao Jiu deploying Chu Man for this mission to the Southern Border had already provided enough “life-saving means.”
Miao Zhen’s strike with the Zen staff was not lighter than the [Incumbent] attack, but it did not break the [Tao Furnace], nor did it even shatter the superficial Sanskrit characters!
If he had used his flying sword, he probably could only have achieved this much.
Being fortified by Lu Yuzhen, the [Tao Furnace]’s defensive power was extremely strong!
Attacks under the Yin God Realm are almost unlikely to break it.
However… this strike from Miao Zhen seemed not only to be about “great power and heavy force,” for the spatial ripples that shook from this strike caused Xie Xuanyi, located a hundred yards away, to tremble entirely in his Divine Soul and Purple Mansion.
This strike seemed to contain an extremely strange “Shock Taoist Intent.”
Chu Man, located at the tip of the staff, received the most intense Taoist Intent impact.
Although the [Tao Furnace] withstood this strike,
the impact of the Taoist Intent surged into the Purple Mansion.
“How is this possible?!”
Chu Man’s complexion turned as pale as paper, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She had already stepped half her body through the teleportation portal, just one more step and she could have left.
But she couldn’t fulfill this wish.
Moments later,
Chu Man’s eyes showed three parts more terror.
She tried her utmost, but she couldn’t leave; that Blood-red Saint, along with the [Tao Furnace], was pinned down by the Zen Staff!
Her body was like a reed, no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t move!
She realized the dire situation.
It was very likely that she wouldn’t be able to make this last step and might even fall from the portal—
“Where do you think you’re escaping?”
“Southern Border Evil Cultivators, all must be executed!”
Miao Zhen’s expression was cold, his thumb flicked and pushed out one Buddha bead from the rotating ones in his palm.
Golden brilliance exploded in an instant!
In the midst of the rain night, this separated Buddha bead rose like a blazing sun.
This scene made Xie Xuanyi sigh with emotion; Miao Zhen truly had a Bodhisattva’s heart but thunderous methods…
slaughtering demons and witches, in no way inferior to himself.
“Dao Jiu!
Save me!”
At that moment, Chu Man cried out loudly, sending a stream of Divine Thought into the portal with great difficulty.
“Hm?”
Miao Zhen slightly frowned.
The Zen staff he had thrown uncontrollably started “trembling” at this moment!
This was an extremely rare occurrence.
The staff, inch by inch, flared with golden brilliance, like the [Tao Furnace], its surface appearing with ancient Sanskrit that had no discernible age.
Each of these Sanskrit characters contained Taoist Intent.
This Zen staff named “Ming Sha” was the lifebound treasure of a Heavenly Person Bodhisattva from the Buddhist sect, inscribed with one hundred and eight Sanskrit texts of Buddhism.
Now, reborn to relearn, Miao Zhen, relying on his “Awakened Memory,” had refined thirty-one of them.
These thirty-one true words of Ming Sha were his biggest trump card in vanquishing the Yin Mountain Venerable!
“Hum hum hum!”
At this moment, the Ming Sha treasure staff completely turned into a golden color, the thirty-one true words fiercely ignited, attempting to thoroughly suppress the void, but regrettably, the crimson portal began changing colors.
After Chu Man’s plaintive cries for help, the blood color of the portal rapidly faded, turning into snow-white within a short breath.
Immediately thereafter.
Countless scraps of paper, like heavy snow, like a tidal wave, flew out from the portal.
Summoned by the thirty-one Sanskrit true words, the Ming Sha treasure staff got trapped in the eye of a whirlpool, the formidable scraps of paper flared up in the blazing sun’s fire—
Miao Zhen couldn’t help but step back.
His expression serious, he chanted Buddhist scriptures, intending to continue employing methods to knock down the woman from the Demon Sect through the portal.
However, covered by the white paper, like torrents of water, he was continuously swept away.
The sound of his chanting became extremely muffled.
“Boom!”
Eventually, a thunderbolt fell.
The elevated Buddha beads fiercely fell, but just as the portal was closing.
Chu Man escaped into Grotto Heaven.
The Buddha beads missed their mark, the golden light dissipated, losing their radiance, and returned to being a plain, simple bead, leisurely returning to Miao Zhen’s hand.
The young monk in a blue robe expressionless, extended his palm, letting the “bead” return to its place.
The Ming Sha treasure staff also immediately withdrew its radiance.
Nearly illuminating half of the sky, those thirty-one true words orderly, one by one, embedded back onto the surface of the staff body.
Miao Zhen coldly glanced at Xie Xuanyi.
The two exchanged gazes.
This young monk clearly had something to say, but he suppressed it, took a step forward, employed the Divine Power, and instantly left the mountainside to reach the mountain top.
The battle at the mountain top had not yet ended.
Xie Xuanyi’s Divine Thought was always partly focused on the mountain top, controlling the Sword Pond.
This mountain top was enveloped by Sword Qi.
Duan Zhao, facing ten enemies alone and relying on the Thunder Talisman, fought hard, even slightly gaining the upper hand, making the evil cultivators flee helter-skelter.
This was the “battle for tempering” left for Duan Zhao.
Xie Xuanyi’s plan was simple, after settling Huai Ting, Wu Yin, and Cang Yin—the three Quasi-Yin Gods mentioned in the reports, he would come to the mountain top to completely annihilate any remaining Cave Heaven evil cultivators.
Now, Miao Zhen had joined the fight.
The “endgame” on the mountain top was even less uncertain.
“Huh?”
Duan Zhao, engrossed in his fight, suddenly realized someone had arrived, not the black-robed Little master Xie from Da Sui Sword Palace, but an ordinary-looking young monk.
He hadn’t even had time to react.
The young monk had already stepped into the sword pond.
With one strike.
Just one strike.
He directly blew apart a cultivator from the Heavenly Puppet Sect!
This battle that Duan Zhao could barely manage with the Thunder Talisman, to Miao Zhen, was like “a wolf among sheep”; the monk in the blue robe lifted his Zen staff, struck ten times, and ten Cave Heaven evil cultivators exploded—an unprecedented scene for Duan Zhao…
But it wasn’t over yet.
Xie Xuanyi, riding on Sword Qi, arrived at the Tailing mountain top.
He glanced at the corner of the Sword Pond where two cultivators from the Heavenly Puppet Sect, who practiced “Two Heart Puppets,” had been struck by Miao Zhen’s staff but had not died, trying to act like fish that escaped the net and were about to use an escape technique.
Unfortunately for them, their intentions were too obvious, and the Rule of Destruction swept past, similarly only taking a few breaths to completely annihilate them.
“…Little master Xie.”
Duan Zhao, with a look of distress, came to Xie Xuanyi’s side, regretfully saying, “You came too quickly.”
If Xie Zhen had arrived a bit later, he might have really had a chance to kill two evil cultivators…
During the previous fierce battle, among the ten, three or four evil cultivators had already been severely injured by him.
“Are you Xie Zhen?”
The young monk holding the golden Zen staff slowly turned around, staring fixedly at the young man in black before him.
The gaze beneath the hat brim was not friendly.
“Who are you?”
Duan Zhao furrowed his brow, thinking the other had entered Tailing mountain top and struck down several demons, he had assumed this was a friendly force, but hearing this tone, it seemed that the visitor had ill intentions.
“Fan Yin Temple, Miao Zhen.”
The young monk looked at Duan Zhao without hostility.
He spoke solemnly, “I come from the Da Li Dynasty, having heard from great distances the disturbances at Tailing…
This place is also just dozens of miles from the Great Chu Imperial City.
Can it be that the Great Chu doesn’t care at all about the dignity of the royal family, allowing demons to rampage in such a domain?”
These remarks somewhat carried a mocking tone.
Miao Zhen believed that any citizen of Great Chu would surely feel his mocking intent.
But he hadn’t anticipated.
Xie Xuanyi didn’t care in the least, simply replying indifferently, “You’re right, the Great Chu royal family doesn’t care about dignity.”
“…”
Miao Zhen fell into brief silence.
The young monk then said, “The Great Chu royal family doesn’t care about dignity, but doesn’t the Da Sui Sword Palace care either?”
Xie Xuanyi raised an eyebrow.
“Guest Elder Xie.”
Miao Zhen deliberately chose this title, speaking coldly, “Your earlier conversation with that witch from Paperman Sect, although I didn’t hear everything, I also understood the gist.”
What kind of relationship.
Would allow a witch from the Path of Paper to address someone as Guest Elder?
“Oh?”
This statement piqued Xie Xuanyi’s interest.
He sized up the young monk before him, curious, asking, “You’ve not only cultivated ‘Divine Power’ but also ‘Heavenly Ear Technique’?”