Chapter 3: Blind Your Dog's Eyes (Part 1)

  "Hsss——" Xiao Si flicked his hand and took out a Qingyun token he had just snatched from Wang Renzhen's body. A strong gust of wind rose, and the green light surged like a tide to meet the pressing Buddha seal of Da Yuanli.

  Golden and blue lights surge forward, colliding with the air. Clusters of flying clouds scatter and shatter. The golden Buddha seal shines brightly like a giant palm parting the clouds to reveal the sun, advancing rapidly as the distance between them shrinks to less than a few feet above their heads!

  Xiao Si felt an overwhelming and unmatched aura firmly suppressing himself, his body almost unable to move, as if he was alone, tied to a rock by the sea, staring blankly at the tsunami rushing over to drown him.

  He wasn't the first time he had a life-and-death duel with a master of Tongyu Realm. Not long ago, he had just fought a fierce battle with Duan Zhentian, and that guy happened to be a lay disciple of Emei Cien Temple.

  At this moment, Xiao Si had already easily distinguished the difference between secular and monastic disciples. It was not just about having hair on top of their heads, but more importantly, from Jian Yong and Shang's bodies emanated a far more pure and rich grand Buddhist intention than Duan Zhen Tian, which impacted his spiritual platform like a stormy sea, making him involuntarily produce the idea of giving up resistance and surrendering.

  This is the true second-generation orthodox disciple of Emei, although slightly inferior to Chi Zun Xiao, because no one can compare with Chi Zun Xiao.

  Fortunately, Xiao Si had already made preparations for battle. No matter who the person in front of him was at this moment, he swung his arm and shot out a white crane's bright wing arrow.

  "Hiss——" A beam of snow-white sacred arc light suddenly lit up between heaven and earth, like a crescent moon curved knife, more like the spread wings of a soaring immortal crane, fiercely cutting into the Great Vow Power Buddha Seal.

  "Ka-la-la——" On the Buddha's seal, fine cracks appeared in response to the sound, and the speed also slowed down slightly.

  However, the effectiveness of Bai He's Bright Wing Dart was limited to this. The snow light splashed and flew high, falling into the Fen River.

  Xiao Si's eyes widened as he couldn't bear the pain of losing his silver, urging the star array to revolve and mobilize his true energy. He drew out the Youquan short knife and threw himself at the enemy with a fierce cry, the forty-nine strokes of the Da Yan knife edge almost indistinguishable from one another, converging into a single, astonishingly long rainbow that chopped down on the Dabuli Buddha seal.

  "Bang!" A crisp sound, the Buddha seal finally shattered, and the golden light burst out, as if countless sharp blades cut through the air, dancing wildly in the sky.

  Xiao Si's body was fortunately protected by a tattered and worn-out Hundred Battles Frost Armor, so he wasn't injured by the chaotic flow.

  However, the powerful Buddhist seal that rebounded from Youquan's short knife made his arm numb and swollen, his meridians bulging, and his chest felt like it was pressed by a huge stone, unable to breathe.

  He spat out a mouthful of blood, clearing the blockage in his chest, and desperately circulated the 64 Hexagrams River Map Star Clouds to dissolve the invading Qi.

  Ke Jian Yong and Shang have arrived. He didn't give Xiao Si any chance to breathe, his left palm emerged from behind Jin Lan's back, condensed into a claw and inserted into his head.

  Xiao Si let out a loud roar and threw out the Youquan short knife, its green light flashing like lightning as it shot straight at Jian Yong's face.

  Jian Yonghe gently swayed his left paw, and with a light stroke, he swept the Youquan short knife flying away.

  Xiao Si's four feet stepped on the ground, with a sudden movement, he approached from the side, left Qinglong and right Baihu, two pipes down to attack each other!

  Bang, crackle, whoosh——After a string of explosive sounds from the plum blossom interval bamboo, Xīao Sì's figure flew backward like a broken kite, his left arm exposed and half of his sleeve gone.

  Wan Er sprang up, stretched out her arms and barely managed to catch Xiao Si. She felt as if she had been struck in the chest by a massive boulder rolling down from a high mountain, and instantly let out a pained cry as she arched her back and fell over.

  Xiao Si spat out another mouthful of scarlet hot blood, turned around and wrapped his arms around Wan'er's slender waist, activated the Thirty-six Heavenly Body Technique to borrow the momentum of the swirling aura to drift with the wind, and landed back on the bow of the ship.

  Jian Yong and Shang Ben wanted to kill him, but were intercepted by Yi Bo and Geng Shaohua who fought bravely, the three of them tangled together in a fierce battle.

  Mrs. Geng was also straightforward at this time, with the sword tip firmly pressed against Wang Ren's chest, cutting off the idea of the group of Wangfu guards to take advantage of the chaos and launch a surprise attack.

  "Bang, bang!" Jian Yong and Shang Shi displayed the "Arhat Golden Body", and actually withstood Yi Bo's Dragon Tendon Divine Whip. Taking advantage of the momentum, he repelled Geng Shaohua and strode through the air to pursue Xiao Si directly.

  Xiao Si's face was covered in blood, and he leaned against Wan'er's delicate body. He glared fiercely at Jian Yong and the monk, pulled out the umbrella that had just fallen into his hands, pointed it at him, and shouted loudly: "Kill this bald thief for me!"

  "Wooo——" The sky seemed to darken for a moment, two black flying wheels broke through the air and flew from left and right, cutting off Jian Yong and Shang. The intense killing intent was still several feet away, but it had already pierced the soul.

  Jian Yong and Shang's bodies suddenly froze, but they still managed to grab a yellow bronze Buddhist staff hanging from the back.

  At the top of the Buddhist staff are two large copper rings that hum and vibrate, emitting a soft auspicious light.

  Jian Yong and Shang Heng swung their staffs, the copper rings striking against them like a Zen chant, an unspeakable wonder that reduced everyone's will to fight.

  "Slap! Slap!" The Zen stick moved like a dragon's tail, striking the flying wheel and emitting a ring of faint Buddhist light.

  The flying wheel suddenly burst and shattered, and it turned out to be just two ordinary fighting cocks.

  Jian Yong's body swayed slightly as he shouted in anger: "What is this evil demon and heretic worthy of mentioning!"

  Two women in gray robes fluttered their sleeves and moved swiftly over the water, their twin swords flashing as they conjured up clusters of beautiful green flowers that surged towards Jian Yong and the monk.

  Jian Yong and Shang Kou spoke with disdain, but they didn't dare to be the slightest bit lax against these two great masters of the mysterious and profound. They operated their Buddhist skills, swinging their Buddhist staffs, and the two copper rings at the end of the staff suddenly flew out, shining brightly like a sun in the sky, fiercely striking the two women.

  Then he looked away, grasped his staff with both hands and took a big step forward, pressing down on Xiao Si's four paths: "Evil obstacle, accept death!"

  Wan'er was both angry and frightened, saying: "Monks are always taking people's lives, how can they be so cruel?!" Her slender wrist slightly shook, and twelve red dust rings flew out.

  Blood-colored scrolls, twelve red dust bells suddenly swelled in the air, like a string of crimson thunder emitting a bewildering and seductive ringing sound that shot towards Jian Yong and Shang.

  Jian Yong and Shang Heng's sleeves fluttered in the air, their majestic aura was awe-inspiring. The twin sleeves puffed out like balloons without any wind. "Popping" sounds continued non-stop, twelve red dust bells flew around like moths to a flame, striking the sleeves repeatedly, splashing droplets of blood flowers everywhere.

  Jian Yonghe let out a loud shout, and the red dust flew out in all directions. However, his sleeves also suffered three more tears, and the cold, eerie aura seeped into his body like mercury, causing his meridians to go numb.

  He secretly clenched his teeth and hastily mobilized his energy to force out the thick Buddhist door's aura, which was like spring sunshine melting snow, dispersing all cold air wherever it went.

  Just this brief delay allowed two women in grey robes and Geng and Yi to catch up and form a circle around them.

  Jian Yong and Shang Wei furrowed his brow, his cultivation almost standing at the threshold of the Sitting Mirror Realm, coupled with his profound and mysterious Emei Buddhist divine art, encountering an ordinary expert in the realm of ghosts and spirits, it was not impossible to defeat two strong opponents with one.

  But at the moment, the other side not only has two top-notch experts in Tongyou, but also Geng Shaohua, Yi Bai and Xiao Si, Wan'er and others. The cultivation of these people was originally not worth mentioning, scattered and easily broken by themselves. However, when several people's powers are combined, if they insist on hard resistance, they will inevitably suffer some losses.

  But Duan Xiaosi is just within arm's reach, how can I return empty-handed? How can I explain this to the Golden Cauldron Saint Monk?

  He made up his mind, swung his Buddhist staff and retrieved two copper rings, loudly chanting: "No interruption, no constancy, no birth, no destruction!"

  "Hum——" A seven-inch-high golden red pagoda flew out from his sleeve, slowly rising above his head.

  The pagoda slowly rotated and emitted a golden red halo, like ripples spreading outwards in circles. The surrounding void twisted and vibrated as it passed by, as if a pool of autumn water was stirred up by a fierce wind, shaking violently.

  Yi Bai suddenly felt that the space in front of him was being stretched infinitely like a rubber band by an invisible hand, and the distance between Jian Yong and Shang became immeasurably far. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Dà kōng bō bà fú tú!"

  At the same time, what Xiang Si saw, who was in the eye of the storm, was a completely different scene.

  Around him, the void continuously folded and contracted, building layer upon layer of unbreakable fences, instantly transforming into a massive heavenly prison. Not only did it tightly lock himself inside, but also isolated Geng Shaohua, Yi Bai, and the two gray-robed women far outside.

  "He was shocked and exclaimed: 'This thing can actually twist the void like a Qimen Dunjia formation?!'"

  But on the seventh-level pagoda, Buddha's light flashed and reflected thousands of complex patterns. Inside the pagoda, there was a three-dimensional miniature dharma array spinning at high speed, coordinating with the master's mind to release waves of Buddha's light, freely transforming the void and creating a series of magnificent scenes.

  "What a treasure! How much would it sell for on the black market? 100,000, 200,000...!" After being shocked, Xiao Si stared at the Buddha's relic with greed, swallowed his saliva, and his eyes shone brightly as he drooled: "Good stuff, I'll take it!"

  At this time, Jian Yong and Shang Ning were manipulating the Daku wave, floating towards Xiao Si with a broad step. He lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and shouted in a low voice: "The poor monk wants to get rid of you, the demon, for the sake of the world!" He raised his Buddhist staff like a golden vajra, fiercely and brutally smashing it towards Xiao Si.

  "Quickly escape!" Wan'er shouted, her sword flashing towards the overwhelming stick shadows and Buddha light. She knew that her own cultivation was far inferior to Jian Yong's, and she didn't even think about surviving, her immortal sword resolutely stabbing straight at his heart.

  Suddenly, a crisp sound of "ding" was heard from behind, like the gentle plucking of a zither string. In Xiao Si's hand, a pure white and crystal clear jade tube had appeared, with jade light flowing and floating on its surface, revealing cloud-patterned symbols. In an instant, it burst open into a dazzling snow-white light that completely engulfed his figure.

  "Get out of the way!" Xiaosì's thunderous roar, his body wrapped in a swirling vortex of snow and light, shot towards Jianyong like a bolt of lightning.

  "Whoosh——" Wan'er's figure was instantly flung behind him, his body filled with a scorching hot and intense thunderclap that seemed to be unmatched, almost bursting his dantian and crushing his chest.

  "What?!". Jian Yong and Shang Bu were shocked, their faces changed color, finding it hard to believe their own eyes.

  Finger Thunder, unexpectedly it is one of the nine top-grade talismans of Qingcheng, Finger Thunder Talisman!

  But how did it appear on this kid's body?!

  He had no time to think carefully, and with a loud shout, he poured all his energy into the Buddha's staff, unleashing the power of splitting mountains and oceans!

  "Xiao Si!" Wan Er's breath caught, and the space-time around her seemed to freeze as well.

  It was a swift and deadly blow, but everything seemed to slow down, slowing down so much that she could see every detail; slowing down so much that she could clearly see the two despicable glances from Xiao Si as he brushed past her.

  In this moment, you and I share life and death together.

  The next moment, life and death have become eternal.

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